My Future Sister-in-law Thinks I'm A Mistress

On the day of my brother Barry Augustine's wedding, I found myself under attack. I'd made a few harmless jokes about Barry on social media, and his soon-to-be wife, Kristen Stewart, a popular starlet, took it upon herself to label me as a home-wrecker.

Accompanied by a swarm of her loyal bridesmaids and self-styled "online judges," she stormed into my house, shouting, "Eliminate the mistress.

"You little harlot, how dare you seduce my fiancé!

"You want to be the other woman, huh? Someone who destroys other people's happiness? Fine! Today, we'll show you what happens to mistresses!

"If your parents knew you were playing the other woman, they'd be so ashamed they'd probably hide their faces in public. Think you're going to get away with being a third wheel? Well, we're going to make sure you get what's coming to you!"

This mob was practically frothing at the mouth, hurling insults and wrecking everything in sight.

As I watched my home turn into a disaster zone, I furiously dialed Barry's number.

To my dismay, Kristen grabbed the phone and subjected me to relentless humiliation.

When I felt completely helpless, Barry and our father, Dylan Augustine, arrived just in time to rescue me.

"Kristen, it looks like there won't be a wedding today. Furthermore, our family will hold everyone here accountable for today's actions, and we will seek full compensation for the damages," Barry declared.

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I had just returned from my global tour, and though I hadn't had a chance to inform Dylan and Barry, I rushed back on the earliest flight just to be at Barry's wedding. To add a touch of surprise, I decided to head to my little apartment instead of the family home. With some time to spare before the evening reception, I was scrolling through the most popular short video platform in the country when I stumbled upon a trending live stream. The stream had a sizable audience, and I clicked to see what the buzz was about.

A crowd was marching with a banner that read: [Down with the Mistress, It's Everyone's Responsibility.]

The camera followed a group surrounding a seemingly innocent woman, who looked heartbroken with a single tear hovering in her eye, trying to put on a brave face.

"My dear fans! I don't want to use this public platform, but that mistress has crossed the line. I have no choice but to speak out..."

Her close friend chimed in, adding fuel to the fire, "Yes, yes! Everyone knows that Kristen has been in a relationship with the heir of Grandor Entertainment, Barry, for quite some time. Today is supposed to be Kristen's wedding day with Barry!

"But of course, there are always some repugnant individuals who try to ruin Kristen's hard-earned happiness!"

I thought, "What? What's happening? Did I just hear my brother's name?"

As I focused on the screen, I realized it was Kristen herself—the rising starlet.

The camera zoomed in on her, capturing her distressed expression.

Kristen said, her voice shaking with feigned victimhood, "That woman had the audacity to comment under my fiancé's official announcement, asking when he'd come abroad to visit her. She said she misses him and they haven't seen each other in ages."

The words sounded eerily familiar—they were my comments under my brother's post, just playful banter between siblings.

"She even threatened me, saying if I dared to speak out, she'd make my life miserable and blacklist me! It's outrageous that I, the legitimate fiancée, am being overshadowed by a mistress!"

I thought, "When did I ever say such things?"

The chat room in the live stream exploded in an instant, with countless netizens furiously scrolling through the comments.

[This mistress is too bold, seducing someone's husband under a public announcement on social media, and now she's playing the victim?]

[Wow, what a thrill! A rising starlet taking down a mistress live. This is getting interesting!]

[I support Kristen! My husband was lured away by a sly vixen, so you can imagine how much I hate mistresses!]