Web of Deceit: The Final Showdown

birthday party for my mother-in-law Maria,

and a self-proclaimed arbiter of virtue barged in with a mob, acc

yone from helping me. "She deserves it for being shameless. Young people m

tears, "Maria! Plea

ored me c

smug. "You filthy homewrecker

they snatched my phone and found a w

d grabbed Maria's hair and shrieked,

day, I emptied my savi

a top-notch chef team, and ran a

online, criticizing me for being reckl

ng relatives and friends, arranging

was young and sloppy, lacking even a

t, stood in the five-star hotel I reserved, and a

cing my son or some random guy. No idea

ge the household better, to learn from me. If she picked u

on's new secretary, Olivia. That girl's smart, pretty, and

my face flushed with embarrassment,

ied, the more wo

on from someone I knew, showing a livest

dcasting a mission to

rying along with tears

to throw a birthday party for his mistress! In ju

y. My fiancé's broke now. I know he's nai

go to that mistress. If you support me, join me to fight for

ivestream's viewer

scrolled fast

a kept comparin

e Olivia, believing I didn't eve

to distract her and ease my embarr

the table, buzzing with excitement. She grabbed my phone, threw i

-headed. She's been wronged, and we

end a hundred thousand dollars just like th

. "Your money is my son's money. It's just a little cas

d guests stormed in, heading

other than Olivia, m

about her to me all the time, showing me her photos and videos, saying she'

udly, "Maria, does Mason talk a

d finish, Mar

dn't ask any

er who used her cheap tricks to steal my fiancé's house-buying money, leaving my unborn child homeless.

my hands frantic

tests, sobbing dramati

a year's salary for most people. How dare this filthy homewrecker spend

up to grab me. Trapped,

ness, she raised her hand and s

echoed through t

intervene, but Ma

her face. "Let young people handle their own problems. We elders shouldn't medd

ves gaped,

but Maria offered each of 50

nd shouted, "Maria, you can't do this t

y, pretending sh

homewrecker, you deserve to be forsaken.

n, forcing me to k

tle of red wine from the table and

oomed in with her phone camera, broadcast

e couldn't stand it and

homewrecker! We're here for justice, to take her down. Anyone who defends her

, and the would-be helpers hesit

rnestly, "Maria's right. This is our

nce

stand up for me stared

"self-awareness," and patt

uggested, "This banquet's so lavish, all paid for with your fiancé'

online spectators egging them on, eager

e could not only make a quick buck from

Smash it! Sma

ded before her crew

-fast, as if they'd

crash r

ding king crab, abalone, and lob

crash fo

ris everywhere. Maria, drenched in leftover food

ter table got overturned, the d

ht a dozen people. Why does it look like there are

planation. "The homewrecker must be that hated. Thes

ded, fully

tice the fain

vibrant banquet turned

in fury, "My banquet! My 50th birthday! Olivia

é's money! You old hag, not only are you not dead yet, but you have the gall to throw

think I won't get Mason to fire you? I'll

tical point for a promotion. He can't afford

ctly-wait, you're tryi

g, snatching my phone a

caught sight of a wedding ph

wedding

arried, Maria insisted I ha

o a wedding dress and walked down the aisle. Under the shocked gazes of

re back then, and I happen

mewrecker! Is Mason blind? How could he spend so much money on an old fossil l

ed forward, knocking Maria to the g

ast, striking har

tches on Maria's carefully made-up face

ss at your age! I'll beat yo

Help! She's killing me!

her coldly,

r at my stare, and she turn

g them, and threw Maria'

lems aren't for us yo

ng now, doing exactly what you'd do. You love Oliv

, practically poppi

ed at me, her face twisted

her pinned, cho

phone in her face. "Sunny, we've got over three hundred thous

ned, stunned at th

ch showed the internet cheering

, stealing men at that stage

but it's even crazier. This guy's

hate old homewreckers like

Make it hurt more. If it's en

ion gifts

whelmed the screen, near

nudged her, urging

Maria to the ground and beati

g up everything! My fiancé's thirty

tching! We're the righteous judges of virtue, here to punish shame

tly as I'd hoped, I cou

uinely hurt, trying to win back her

ned into a full-blown

s beating up her boyf