Auction My Marriage to the Richest Man

On my 20th birthday, I hosted a public draw to select my fiancé.

I nonchalantly picked a stick, which revealed Benson Gaskal, the boy I’d secretly loved since childhood.

While everyone congratulated us, his foster sister, Melisa Tabot, ran off in tears, concealing her face, and disappeared without a trace.

Shortly after, she was discovered dead at the base of a cliff.

Her body was so bloated and decomposed that it was beyond recognition.

Benson seemed indifferent; he swiftly organized her funeral and soon after, married me.

After we got married, he concentrated on his career and became the head of two companies within a year.

I never anticipated that once I transferred all my shares to him, he would have my entire family kidnapped.

He accused me, saying, “If you hadn’t rigged the draw and forced me to marry you, Melisa wouldn’t have been so devastated and distracted, causing her to hit the wrong brake and die! Your family will pay for her death!”