Chapter 2 You're Just a Tool to Give Birth

"Necklace? Did that penniless Giselle even own a necklace?" Anna thought. Her lashes fluttered, but she quickly composed herself and whined coyly, "You were so passionate last night that you accidentally broke it. I've already thrown it away." Elijah stared at the love bites around her neck and decolletage before pinching the bridge of his nose. Yes, he had been a little unbridled last night. It was possible that the necklace got ruined. He didn't dwell on it further and changed before heading downstairs. The second the door closed, the embarrassment on Anna's face disappeared. Just as she thought, Giselle was a vixen who didn't know her place. How could she dare use a necklace to make Elijah doubt her? Once Giselle was pregnant, Anna wasn't going to let her live and continue to seduce Elijah. In the kitchen on the first floor, Giselle lowered her head as she stirred the boiling tonic in a pot. She had pinned her loose fringe to the back of her ears, revealing her perfect jawline and neckline. Sounds of footsteps echoed from the kitchen entrance, and her hand paused for a second. Then, she heard Elijah's husky but indifferent voice asking, "Who are you?" Giselle took a glance at him and answered humbly, "Mr. Cobb, I'm Giselle Lane, the nutritionist Mrs. Cobb brought over. Her stomach is feeling unwell, so she asked me over to take care of her." Elijah frowned. Giselle's voice somehow sounded very familiar to him. Giselle ladled the tonic into a cup. "I made some herbal tonic, and it's good to have some in the morning. Would you like to have a cup of it, Mr. Cobb?" Snapping back to his senses, Elijah nodded unwittingly. When he approached her, he caught sight of a red mark on her neck. Before he could get a good look at it, Giselle tugged her collar higher, as though she had sensed something. "You…" Surprised, Elijah noticed that Giselle was highly guarded against him. The atmosphere turned awkward. Fortunately, Anna's voice came from the staircase after a few seconds. "Elijah, are you in the kitchen?" Elijah's gaze froze for a moment before he headed to the living room. At the end of the day, Giselle was an employee in the household; he shouldn't be curious about her. Meanwhile, Giselle thought nothing of her encounter with Elijah. However, two strong house helpers rushed in and held her on both sides when she left the kitchen. Giselle's heart sank. "What are you doing? Let me go!" Without a word, the helpers carried her to the chiller in the basement with their brute strength. "Mrs. Cobb, we've brought her here." They tossed Giselle heavily on the floor. Anna crouched down, yanking Giselle's hair violently. "Bitch, how dare you seduce Elijah right under my nose?" Pain radiated from every inch of Giselle's body. "I didn't. I've never thought of seducing Mr. Cobb." All she did was exchange a few words with Elijah. Why was Anna fueled with jealousy? "Do you think that you've turned your life around just because you've slept with him? I'm telling you, you're merely a tool to have a baby for me," Anna said, the smile on her face gradually turning sinister. "But I don't want that anymore. I don't want you to be my replacement." Giselle's breath was stuck in her chest as she heard Anna utter coldly, "I want you dead." The door to the chiller closed shut, and Giselle crawled to her feet, hitting against the door with all her might. "Open the door! Let me out!" Nobody answered her, and cold air rolled toward her from all directions. Shivering, Giselle wrapped her arms tightly around herself. In a matter of minutes, she started shaking uncontrollably. This was ridiculous! In the past, she thought that her elder stepsister was only dumb and evil. But today, she had the guts to kill her over a man. Desperation washed over Giselle's chest, but she couldn't accept this because she hadn't retrieved her late mother's keepsakes yet. Giselle felt the warmth rapidly draining out of her, and her consciousness started to drift away. She didn't know how long had passed, but she couldn't hold on any longer. She collapsed to the floor and didn't even have the strength left to shiver. Was this the end of her life? The next second, there was a click, and the chiller door opened from the outside. Anna walked in with a disgusted look on her face. Giselle was such a vixen. How did she have Elijah be so obsessed with her body? Unfortunately, Anna couldn't reject Elijah at this time and had to get Giselle to have sex with him in her place. "Listen carefully, slut. Your short-lived mother's ashes are in my hands as well. If you dare reveal a thing to Elijah, I'll scatter her ashes into the air. Even in death, she won't find peace. Did you hear me?" Giselle felt weak, but the hatred stemming from a near-death experience prompted her to croak, "Y-Yes…" She couldn't fight back; not now, at least. At the same time, she realized that the dumbest thing to do was to let her guard down against Anna just because she was Anna's stepsister. From now on, she wasn't going to give anyone the chance to hurt her. Anna stared at Giselle, who was sprawled on the floor like a dead animal, and felt much better. "Since you heard me, get back to the same bedroom from last night. Don't keep Elijah waiting for too long!" The lights in the master bedroom were off. When Giselle pushed the door open, she could make out Elijah's figure leaning against the headboard of the bed. A lit cigar, which was already smoked halfway through, was between his fingers. Stiffly, Giselle walked over to him. "Elijah—" Right after she opened her mouth, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into bed. "You were gone for a long time." His voice was husky, and he kissed her greedily on her lips, moving downward. All of a sudden, he stopped. With his fingertips, he lifted the necklace around her neck. In the dark, his hawk-like eyes appeared especially bright. "What's this?" Didn't Anna say that this necklace was broken?