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My best friend and I both fell in love with the Sterling brothers and got pregnant at the same time.
When she was in love, she made a big fuss about it, and everyone knew that the Boston’s saintly scholar gave up his ascetic life for her.
I kept my relationship with the volatile,obsessive Boston elite heir under wraps,so everyone mistakenly thought that I was single.

Until my pregnancy report was accidentally seen by my best friend.
She lost it,storming my dorm with a gang of mean girls,dousing my bed with slop.
“I regarded you as my best friend , but you’re trying to steal my man!”
She didn’t just livestream to brand me a mistress—she spiked my bird’s nest soup,intending to kill my baby.
I flipped the bowl over her head,soup dripping down her face.
“Let me make it clear:the Sterling family has more than one son.”

Later,the all-powerful heir controlling Boston’s elite circles wrapped his arm around my waist,his expression icy:“I hear someone’s spreading rumors that my wife is a mistress?”
“Claire,get back quick—your dorm’s been trashed!”
Clutching my pregnancy report,I rushed from the hospital to my dorm.
As soon as I reached the stairwell, I smelled a disgusting odor.

“Dump it!Pour the slop on her bed to cleanse her filth!”
“What a shameless vixen! I treated her as my bestie, but she seduced my boyfriend!”
Sophie Miller stood at the door,arms crossed,barking orders with venom.
The next second,however,she turned to the camera,sobbing pitifully.
“My boyfriend is Boston’s saintly scholar.I spent three years earning his trust,pulling him into the secular world.”
“But my best friend,Claire Everett,couldn’t stand still.Whenever my boyfriend picked me up, she’d prance around in skimpy tops and shorts barely covering her butt, and stare at my boyfriend with amorous eyes. She even used despicable means to get pregnant with his child…”
Her posse of mean girls chimed in,outraged:”Sophie’s too soft—we sisters have to protect her love!”
“That’s right! Defend Boston’s saint and our campus queen’s epic romance!”
“Defend Boston’s saint and our campus queen’s epic romance!”
They waved their phones,preaching justice while smashing my stuff.
Ding!
A friend sent me a livestream link. I opened it to see the title:Vixen Seduces Boston’s Saint,Caught and Punished by the True Love. Pinned at the top was a black-and-white photo of me.
This time, I couldn’t hold back anymore.I kicked the dorm door open. There was a moment of silence inside, and then a louder burst of mockery followed.
“Look,the homewrecker’s back!”
“If I were you,I’d die of shame rather than show my face.”
Sophie wiped away nonexistent tears,angling her most fragile profile for the camera,pouting:
“Claire,as your best friend, I get it. I’ve married better than you,and you’re jealous that I have a handsome and loaded saintly boyfriend. But that’s no excuse to climb into his bed…”
Her boyfriend?
I thought back for a moment but didn’t have much of an impression.
So I asked earnestly,”Who’s your boyfriend?”
Sophie’s eyes widened,incredulous.”You…you don’t know Boston’s saintly scholar,Ethan Sterling?”
Ethan Sterling?
Wasn’t that Nathan Sterling’s idle younger brother?
My best friend and I had both married into the same family?
“I’ve seen him from afar a few times,never met him.”
I answered honestly.
But to Sophie,my recollection looked like an excuse.
She bit her lower lip and remained silent, but the corners of her eyes turned red, looking extremely aggrieved.
[Mistress],[Boston’s Saint],[Best Friend],[Abortion]—these explosive keywords drew a flood of viewers to the livestream.
All of the comments were scolding me and showing sympathy to Sophie, and some even started attacking my family.
“Like mother,like daughter—her mom’s a man-stealing tramp,raising a fatherless wild child.”
“Who’s her mom?”
Seeing that the netizens were about to dig up the identities of my family members, I reached out and snatched the phone from them, then threw it on the ground.
“That’s my phone! It cost me over a grand! Pay me back!”
The phone shattered.
I nodded.”I’ll pay for it.”
Before the mean girls could gloat,I pointed at the mess.”But you’re compensating my losses first.”
My exquisite bedding reeked,my pricey custom clothes were shredded,and my skincare and makeup were stomped into the floor. On my desk,they’d scrawled ‘Mistress’ and ‘Vixen’ with my Hermès lipstick.
My expression darkened.”The clothes are custom,worth millions.The lipstick and stuff,even used,are a few hundred bucks.You’re paying for it all.”
At the mention of compensation,the mean girls panicked,looking to Sophie.
Sophie puffed out her chest,unfazed.”How could she possibly afford such expensive things? Weren’t they all given to her by my boyfriend ?”
The Sophie in front of me felt like a stranger.We’d shopped for those items together,yet she brazenly claimed they were from her boyfriend.
“I’m just reclaiming them as the rightful girlfriend.Don’t worry—I’ve got this.”
She was convinced I was stealing her man.
Emboldened,her posse grew wilder,prying open my locked cabinet.
“There’s probably something shady in here.”
Knowing I couldn’t reason with them,I pulled out my phone to call the police.
Before I could dial 911, a slender man’s hand snatched my phone away
Sophie’s eyes lit up,and she cooed,throwing herself into his arms.”Ethan,you’re here!”
“Is there someone bullying my woman?”
Ethan Sterling,one hand twirling prayer beads,the other around Sophie,exuded protective swagger.