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"If you don't believe me, call Michael and ask."
"I don't need advice from you. You just look like a cheap gold digger."
"His sister has inherited the family fortune, becoming the richest woman in Seabrook."
"You're after their money!"
Then she noticed the ring on my finger.
"You're married? And still chasing my man? You disgusting slut!"
"Ladies — trash this place!"
Amanda started smashing everything in sight.
Her bridesmaids joined in destroying my home.
"Come on, guys! Let's give them what they want! Smash this disgusting place together!"
The live stream blew up. Likes doubled, comments flooded in, gifts poured out.
They destroyed everything: antique vases I won at auction broken to pieces, paintings slashed with knives, Hermès bags cut to shreds.
They were like a pack of wild animals.
My beautiful home was turned into a war zone.
I watched coldly,
"Everything you're breaking is expensive. Hope you can afford to replace it."
Amanda laughed,
"Stop pretending! He bought you all this with his money — which is mine! I can break my own things if I want to. Who do you think you are?"
I thought they'd stop once the destruction was done.
But they dragged me out.
"What are you doing? Let me go!"
I was still weak from chemo. I couldn't fight back.
Amanda looked down at me, smug.
"Scared? The fun's just starting. Today, you'll learn what happens when you mess with my man."
They threw me into the trunk of a car and sped off.
"Are you insane? What do you want?" I yelled from the trunk.
Amanda laughed. "Already scared? I just want you to be famous — on my wedding day."
I almost laughed.
"Amanda, don't make this worse. You'll regret it."
She and the others burst out laughing. The comments were full of "LOLs".
"I'm serving justice! How could I possibly regret teaching a slut a lesson? Are you stupid?"
She couldn't stop laughing.
Soon, we pulled up at the Four Seasons.
Amanda and her friends dragged me out and into the grand ballroom.
