"Have you had enough of this? You used to rely on your status as my girlfriend to get along with people everywhere and enjoy so many benefits. Isn't that enough?"

"I can understand that you are jealous of Sophie because she is better than you, but you even calculated a birthday cake, found a diamond ring in your mouth and deliberately hid it. You are really out of your mind!"

"It's just a cake, but you reveal your true money-worshiping nature!"

Sophie also echoed:

"You owe Evan a debt of gratitude. You could never repay him even if you worked like a slave for him for several lifetimes. How could you bear to betray his sincerity?"

No matter how they slander me, I don't owe Evan anything.

Even what he owes me can never be repaid in several lifetimes!

"Evan, there's no point in saying more. If you don't want me to sue you for intentional injury, just give me back the money I've spent on you over the years!"

"If it weren't for me, your company would have gone bankrupt long ago. I'm submitting my resignation documents right now. I hope you can compensate me for the shares I deserve at the market price, otherwise you'll become a stray dog."

I took a screenshot of the purchase order for his gift and sent it to my friends group.

Seeing that I was bragging too much, Evan grabbed me with a stern face and stopped me from paying the hospital bills.

"Vivian, if you have a mental illness, go see a doctor immediately. I can pay for your registration fee!"

I pulled my hand away and said calmly:

"Find out if the things in the doghouse are worth a lot of money, then you'll know if I'm bragging or not!"

After saying that, I left without looking back.

He was so angry that he called home to verify the matter. I thought he would be slapped in the face soon.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly broke into my ward in the middle of the night, grabbed my neck and asked angrily:

"Vivian! You bitch, tell me the truth, where did all that money come from?"

I was almost strangled to death. If the nurse hadn't heard the noise and saved me, I would have been strangled to death.

This time I didn't hesitate and chose to call the police directly.

I couldn't speak because of my injured throat, so he sent the police away with a few words.

He even posted the story of me being a gold-digger on the internet with tears in his eyes.

The next day, I became a bitch that everyone wanted to beat up, and I successfully became the number one trending search topic.

The overwhelming abuse in the comment section made the Private Hospital dare not take me in anymore. After confirming that my life was not in danger, they kicked me out of the hospital.

Some people even dug out my personal information and phone number and put my contact information and address on the dark web.

Not only was I abused and called shameless by netizens, but someone also knocked on my door in broad daylight and offered to take care of my business.

I had no choice but to call the police again and quickly move to Riverbend Villa, which had better security.

However, the police investigated for two days but couldn't find the source. Instead, because people kept coming to my small apartment looking for me, everyone in the apartment jointly exposed my chaotic private life.

For a time, countless rumors about my clients were rife, and indecent photos of them were flying everywhere.

I knew all this must be related to Evan, so I had to endure the nausea and go find him.

He disappeared and even put up a conspicuous sign at the company's front desk:

[Vivian and dogs are not allowed in! ]

I was thrown out by the company's security.

Evan made an album of my miserable appearance and sent it to everyone he knew.

He even used resources within the circle to threaten to ban me.

For a while, no one believed me anymore. Even the big companies that had wanted to poach me before sent me text messages to mock me.

At the same time, Evan proposed to Sophie in a high-profile manner.

On the social platform, the two expressed their love to each other and received blessings from countless netizens.

And I became the mistress who destroyed the love of their childhood sweethearts.

That night, Evan sent a message:

[Vivian, it must be hard to be a rat that everyone wants to beat, right? If you still want to live a life of luxury, then find a way to return the one million dollars to me and sign a sponsorship agreement, promising to be my kept woman in the future.]

[As long as you get the money, break up with that sponsor, and help me and Sophie have children, I will support you for the rest of your life.]

[Otherwise, you will be a street rat for the rest of your life, unable to even leave the house! ]

He doesn't know that I have ten thousand ways to make him a pariah.

It's too cheap to get too entangled with this kind of garbage, so I rudely replied to him with one word:

【roll!】

But unexpectedly, he came to my little-known villa with four bodyguards!

When the surveillance camera prompted me that someone was entering the password, I thought to myself, this is not good.

After all, we have been in love for three years. Evan figured out my password in one go and rushed in.

Our eyes met, and he looked at me with disdain as I just finished my bath;

"Vivian, you told me to get lost, but you waited for me to come to you so that you could seduce me. You are such a slut!"

I reminded him that he had broken into the house illegally.

But he pushed me away with a sneer and went straight to visit my villa.

"How many wealthy people did you defraud to be able to afford Riverbend Villa? Could this be the surprise you mentioned earlier?"

He proudly picked up the Qing Dynasty Doucai porcelain vase on the antique shelf and sneered:

"It looks very similar to the original, but it's a pity that fake is fake."

Then he pointed to the splashed-color lotus on the wall:

"It's such a bad imitation that it would be disrespectful to have it at home! But the signature looks like the original."

"Evan has a good eye."

I clapped and chuckled.

This is a painting I copied from a master when I was in elementary school. It is the only fake one in my house.

But because it is signed by the master himself, it is comparable to the real thing.

Evan thought I was mocking him, and his eyes suddenly became sinister.

He took a document from his assistant and threw it on the coffee table:

"Sign it, and I'll give you $100,000 every year."

I raised my eyebrows and looked at the document, which was filled with dense clauses.

One of the clauses clearly stated that I was willing to bear three sons and three daughters for him and Sophie in the future, and that I was not allowed to assert any parental rights.

What does he take me for?

I raised my hand and tore up the agreement without hesitation.

He was also quite patient, as if he expected me to tear it up, and handed me another copy:

"Tear it slowly, I have plenty here!"

"But I hope you understand one thing. You have already used up all your youth. It is impossible for a sponsor to be deceived by your reputation now."

"They might think you're dirty, so they'll kill you quietly."

"It's only because I'm sincere to you that I'm willing to support you because of your infatuation with me. Otherwise, it's hard to say whether you can live to see tomorrow!"

Seeing that I stopped tearing up the agreement, he thought I was scared, so he held my hand and started to sign my name:

"You just worship money, don't you? Sign these..."

He pointed at the "fakes" all over the room and said confidently:

"If you help Sophie and I have a child, I'll reward you with the price of a genuine item."

I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The Foster Family was just a new rich in Metropolis City, and they couldn't even buy the autograph on the splash-color lotus that he sneered at.

Not to mention those rare items, any one of which costs at least 50 million.

I pulled my hand away and wanted to tell him that he was a frog in a well, but the assistant behind him suddenly whispered:

"Evan, this Doucai looks familiar, a bit like the finale of the last auction..."

Evan was stunned, then picked up the Doucai again to examine it carefully.

This Doucai was a birthday gift my father bought for me at Sotheby’s half a month ago. It was sold for 120 million dollars.

I watched beads of sweat form on his forehead and thought he had figured out the authenticity of the item.

"Impossible! This is definitely a replica!"

As if remembering the things I gave him, which were all very valuable, he changed his tone with an embarrassed look:

"Vivian, where did you steal it from? Or did you coax some old man into giving it to you?"

"If I remember correctly, the person who took the photo of this fight could be your father..."

I ignored his contemptuous look and said calmly:

"This is what my dad gave me."

"If you know what's good for you, just remove all that stuff from the internet and get out of here with your people! Otherwise, when my dad finds out, it won't be any use even if you kneel down and beg for mercy!"

He laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back:

"Vivian, do you know how funny it is to brag about yourself? If I hadn't saved you, you would have gone to work on the streets. After a few good years with me, have you forgotten where you came from? You still fantasize that you are a rich girl! Have you read too many romance novels and ruined your brain?"

"And, if I remember correctly, that man is the richest man in Capitol City who is elusive."

Now that I have said this, I don't want to hide it from him.

"Yeah, he's my dad."

Evan's expression froze.

The assistant took a breath and whispered:

"Evan, she's so arrogant, could there be some misunderstanding? And this Doucai... seems to be real."

Evan's face turned pale and he took a video of the fight and sent it to Sophie.

"Sophie, isn't your brother an employee at Sotheby's? Ask him to take a look at this Doucai and see if it's the last piece that won the auction at a sky-high price!"

"By the way, bring my specially invited top lawyer to Riverbend Villa!"

"I'm going to settle accounts with her today and make her kneel down and sing Conquer!"

Since Evan wants to be slapped in the face, I'm willing to wait.

Ten minutes later, Sophie showed up at my house with the news and her lawyer.

"Evan, my brother checked and found out that the Doucai vase was indeed bought by the richest man. He said he wanted to give it to his daughter as a vase."

"Besides, my brother said that the daughter of the richest man has a private museum with countless rare treasures."

Evan heard this and sneered, "As expected."

He turned and sneered at me:

"Are you going to say that this is the private museum of the daughter of the richest man?"

I nodded seriously.

After all, my dad has equipped every exhibit on the display stand with a security system.

Except for the doucai porcelain vase that my father gave me.

Unexpectedly, Sophie suddenly picked up the porcelain vase and pretended to look at it carefully.

I felt uneasy and rushed to grab it, but she pretended to slip.

"Snap!"

The crisp sound of shattering echoed throughout the living room.

The colorful porcelain vase worth 120 million dollars shattered into pieces in an instant, with fragments flying everywhere.

My pupils suddenly shrank and my heart seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand.

This is a birthday gift my dad bought for me at Sotheby's. It won the auction at a sky-high price. There is only one of its kind in the world.

"Sophie! Are you okay?"

Evan didn't care about the 120 million dollars porcelain, but he cared about the spider-thin bloodstains on Sophie's feet.

Sophie immediately burst into tears:

"Evan, I'm fine. I'm just mad at her for being a gold-digger. She cheated so many sponsors and now she's pretending to be the daughter of the richest man to cheat you..."

Evan kissed away the tears on her face, turned around and ordered me: