[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:

"Kneel down and apologize to Sophie! She is your master from now on. If you dare to hurt her, I will kill you without a burial place!"

After being bullied by him again and again, I picked up the electric baton and hit him and Sophie hard:

"You broke into my house illegally, smashed my things, and threatened me. I'll see who dies today!"

Evan was furious and immediately ordered his bodyguards to subdue me.

I was pressed against the fragments of Doucai, and several bloody marks appeared on my face in an instant.

He looked at Sophie's bruised face and was still not satisfied, so he went to smash my other collections.

However, the security system was immediately triggered, and he was electrocuted and convulsed all over.

He looked at me in disbelief:

"Vivian, are you crazy? You use such a high-end security system for a bunch of fake products that are not worthy of being displayed?"

I suppressed the anger in my heart and said coldly:

"Evan, if you have any sense, you should know that this is true!"

"You care so much about your friend, so if she smashed my antiques, will you pay for her?"

"pay?"

Evan felt like he had heard a huge joke:

"You want me to pay for a fake? Even if I smashed all your stuff, it wouldn't be enough to pay for your medical expenses for hurting Sophie!"

He raised his foot to crush my face into the broken pieces.

"Evan, wait a minute!"

The golden lawyer who had been silent all this time suddenly rushed forward and carefully picked up a piece of porcelain, his hands trembling:

"Evan, this Doucai is real! It shows special marks when it comes into contact with blood. It can't be fake!"

Evan interrupted impatiently:

"Winston, you are here to help me collect debts, not to appraise treasures!"

Winston handed over the porcelain piece with a serious look:

"Evan, please look carefully, you can't go wrong, I swear..."

Seeing this, Sophie immediately interrupted with a sharp voice:

"Nonsense! My brother works at an auction house. The real thing is clearly in the private museum of the richest man's daughter!"

I looked up at the rotating surveillance camera and knew that my father had been alarmed.

Evan's good days are over!

Just at this time, the auxiliary police called and said that there was new progress in the previous dark web incident and asked me if it would be convenient for me to meet and talk.

It was Sophie who answered the phone. A guilty look flashed in her eyes and she quickly said no.

Evan was curious about who it was, so she started talking:

"Evan is Vivian's best friend, and we need to visit her for an in-depth discussion!"

Evan was furious. He picked up the electric baton and attacked me again.

"Vivian, how many times have you cheated on me?"

Winston couldn't bear it any longer and advised him to let me go, but he simply wouldn't listen.

Winston and I looked at each other and immediately called the police.

In order to cover up for him, I deliberately said loudly:

"Winston, stop wasting time and help Evan settle the score!"

"He brought people to smash my Qing Dynasty Doucai porcelain vase in Riverbend Villa, spread obscene rumors about me online, and maliciously occupied the shares that should belong to me. Now he is preparing to kill me to silence me! How should I be sentenced?"

"As long as you calculate well, I guarantee that your career will be prosperous in the future."

Winston gave me a thumbs up and blurted out the law:

"Intentionally destroying precious cultural relics can result in a minimum sentence of three years. This Doucai vase is worth 120 million dollars, so it is a particularly serious case..."

Evan's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he hit Winston with a stick:

"Vivian! You are such a slut that you dare to seduce my lawyer right in front of me?"

At this moment, the auxiliary police officer who had just contacted me came in: