Rich Girl, Vengeance Mode

"Bernard, one is your wife, one is your first love. You can only choose one—who do you want to die?"

On the boat deck, two women dangled fifteen meters above the sea as kidnapper Finn Smith shouted, waving his gun.

On her wedding day, Eugenie Medici had been kidnapped.

Ten minutes earlier, Finn had forced drugs down her throat, and now excruciating pain shot through her entire body.

She could barely stand, her once-pristine wedding dress now filthy and tattered.

When Finn presented the impossible choice, she looked toward the shore with one last shred of hope at the cold, aristocratic man standing there—her fiancé Bernard Grayson.

"Bernard, please save me."

Seeing this, Allegra Bennett also desperately called out, her face streaked with tears, looking heartbreakingly beautiful even in distress.

"Bernard, it hurts so much."

Bernard's dark pupils revealed nothing as he answered without hesitation, "I choose her."

He pointed at Eugenie, meaning she should die.

Eugenie's eyes widened in shock, her heart ripping in two, a pain worse than her physical suffering.

She knew Allegra was Bernard's first love, the woman he treasured most. But after three years together, did Bernard truly feel nothing for her, choosing her death without a second thought?

Bernard wasn't even wearing his wedding attire. Perhaps he never intended to marry Eugenie at all.

Finn's success today was because Bernard had told her to wait for him.

Hearing the answer, Finn looked surprised, then burst into laughter.

"As expected of Mr. Grayson—ruthless enough to sacrifice your newlywed, delicate wife."

Bernard frowned coldly. "I've made my choice. Release her now."

Finn pushed Allegra forward. "Since Mr. Grayson has chosen, I'm sorry, Ms. Medici, but today you must die."

As he finished speaking, he pressed the gun against Eugenie's temple.

After Allegra walked over to him, Bernard didn't spare Eugenie a single glance, his eyes filled with concern as he examined Allegra.

"Allegra, are you alright? Are you hurt?"

Allegra bit her lower lip and shook her head, her eyes hesitantly looking at Eugenie. "I'm fine, but what about Ms. Medici?"

Eugenie remained silent. No one knew she held a broken piece of rope in her hand—from any other angle, she still appeared bound.

In fact, since being kidnapped, she had secretly untied herself.

She could have survived.

But now, with Bernard choosing her to die, she had to comply.

"Bernard, the most regrettable thing I've ever done in my life was falling in love with you."

With dead yet determined eyes, Eugenie turned and jumped into the sea without hesitation.

Seawater instantly flooded over her mouth and nose.

In the moment she turned to jump, she thought she heard Bernard shouting, but none of that mattered anymore.

Eugenie let the raging sea swallow her completely. In her last moment of consciousness,

She thought if she could go back, she would never love Bernard again—not even a little!

"Look at her, she's ridiculous."

"She doesn't deserve Bernard at all. I hate women who use underhanded tactics."

"But wait—what if she can't swim? What if Bernard gets angry that we pushed her into the pool?"

"Don't worry, Bernard despises her. If she hadn't taken care of his mother and him before, would he ever marry her?"

The whispers of mockery and contempt reached Eugenie's ears, causing her eyes to flutter open.

Water surrounded her, but not the sea—a swimming pool.

She struggled to surface, only to see Bernard's entourage of friends—the same ones who had just pushed her into the water.

Eugenie's mind went blank, her eyes wide with disbelief.

What was happening? Why did this feel so familiar?