My husband, James Lincoln, disappeared in an accident, and my in-laws wasted no time filing to have him legally declared deceased. At the funeral, a woman, Xena Xander, suddenly showed up with a young boy, both crying hysterically. The boy, Charlie Lincoln, screamed at the top of his lungs, calling my husband “Daddy.” My ten-year-old daughter, Mia Lincoln, charged at him, shouting, “Shut up! That’s my dad!” Pretending to break it up, my in-laws instead shoved Mia to the ground. She collapsed and passed out on the spot. “If you’re looking for someone to blame, blame yourself for not giving us a grandson! This family can’t die out without an heir!” Xena smirked at me with blatant provocation. Behind her, Charlie spat in my direction and sneered, “You’re just a worthless tramp nobody cares about.” I didn’t lose my temper. Instead, I laughed. “If you want the status and the inheritance so badly, you can have them. But don’t come crying to me when you regret it.” Two weeks later, Xena showed up at my doorstep, covered in blood, banging on the door and screaming. And then, I got a phone call that felt like a nightmare come to life. But I couldn’t have cared less. By then, I was already enjoying a peaceful vacation overseas.
View MoreAs James was taken away by the authorities, he continued hurling curses at Xena, insisting she deserved to die. Charlie, having witnessed the brutal murder of his mother, was left deeply traumatized. He became withdrawn and unresponsive, falling into a state of complete isolation. My in-laws cried and wailed, pleading with the police not to take James away. But the justice system wasn’t swayed by their theatrics. Falling back on their old habits, they turned to the internet, attempting to gain sympathy from the public. However, everyone had grown wise to their manipulations, seeing them as nothing more than the boy-who-cried-wolf. No one paid attention to their pleas anymore. Instead of sympathy, they were met with contempt. They became outcasts, treated like pests wherever they went, facing ridicule and scorn. Forced to flee in disgrace, they desperately called me repeatedly, begging for forgiveness. But I knew their apologies were insincere. They didn’t want my f
“It’s not true! It’s not like that!” James never expected me to have this kind of evidence in my hands. Ever since my in-laws moved in, I had installed cameras around the house, initially just to ensure their comfort and safety. I worried they might struggle to adjust or that something might go wrong. But as it turned out, those cameras became a powerful tool to expose their hypocrisy. The viewers who had been furiously attacking me just moments ago began to realize the truth. Their anger quickly shifted toward Xena, lashing out at her with insults like “liar,” “homewrecker,” and “shameless fox.” Watching Xena on the verge of collapse, I delivered my final blow. “Did you know that the unregulated products you sold sent several buyers to the ICU?“And those supplements and health products? They’re all counterfeit, containing banned substances. Nothing you sell has any safety guarantees! All you do is deceive consumers with fake goods!” I presented over a dozen test
“If anyone overseas has seen her, please provide us with any leads!” Xena pleaded during her livestream. Her followers continued hurling insults and curses at me, with some even dragging Mia into their hateful comments. When her stream hit its peak viewership, I decided to take action and sent a direct challenge to connect with her live.Xena’s face turned pale, and for a moment, she didn’t dare to accept. The audience, however, was relentless, egging her on to accept the challenge, claiming it would give her a chance to vent her grievances. Her hesitation caused some frustration among viewers, who began criticizing her for being too timid. “Isn’t she supposed to stand up for herself? This is so disappointing!” The viewer count started dropping rapidly. “Hurry up and accept it! What are you waiting for?” James, watching from the sidelines, smirked rather than getting angry. “She’s just one person. How could she outtalk the two of us? What’s there to fear?”
Xena found herself facing a family of demons, unable to resist in the slightest. Her life had become a living hell, so unbearable that death might have seemed preferable. It was only now that she began to understand why I had so easily given up the inheritance and why I wanted nothing more to do with that family. James, now destitute and bitter, stared at Xena with a chilling gaze that made her heart race with fear. After a long silence, he suddenly burst into wild laughter, slapping his thigh. “You worthless woman. Don’t you have a ton of followers from your livestreaming days? Go livestream, play the victim, and sell products!” Since marrying James, Xena had given up her livestream career, planning to live the comfortable life of a wealthy wife. She never expected the followers she had once built up to now become James’s target. “Start streaming again right now! Tell everyone how my ex-wife ruined us! Make it sound tragic!” Under James’s threats and manipulati
After hanging up the call, I went to check on Mia to see if she was asleep. Instead, I found her completely engrossed in her drawing. On the paper, she had drawn a picture of me and her uncle holding her hands. When she saw me, she gave me a warm smile, but then her phone rang. She answered, and to my shock, James’s voice came through. Was he really so shameless that, after failing to extort money from me, he had now turned to my daughter? I pressed my lips together, torn about whether I should involve her in the messy, dirty reality of adulthood. She was only ten, yet she was already facing the wreckage of my broken marriage. “Mia, have you missed Daddy?” To my surprise, she responded calmly, “Liar. My dad is already dead. Who are you?” James on the other end coughed awkwardly before continuing. James tried to convince her of his identity, recounting details of their past to prove he was still alive. “Mia, isn’t it exciting to hear Daddy’s voice again?” he as
The public outrage surrounding me had not died down yet. If he suddenly revealed he wasn’t dead, not only would his creditors swarm him, but the bank loans alone would be enough to have him jailed. “You knew all along, didn’t you?” His voice, icy and terrifying, ground out the words as if he were about to shatter his teeth from clenching his jaw so hard. Feigning innocence, I replied, “What are you talking about? I have no idea what you mean.” “Don’t play dumb! With your stubborn personality, there’s no way you would’ve given up the inheritance so easily. And you’ve been fanning the flames online, making sure everyone knows I’m ‘dead’!” “Now that’s unfair,” I said, with mock sadness. “You were declared legally dead after going missing. What if you weren’t really dead? It’s only right to let everyone know, just in case. And see? It worked perfectly. Here you are, alive and kicking, back from the ‘dead’!”“You…!!!” He choked, unable to catch his breath, nearly passing out fr
After a brief silence, his rage erupted even more violently. “You damn woman! Don’t give me that crap! Did you empty the company’s accounts and take all the money?!” I calmly trimmed my nails, answering lazily. “Now that’s an unpleasant accusation. Let’s not forget the company’s startup funds and IPO were entirely arranged by my parents. All I did was take back what was rightfully mine. How could that be called stealing?” I could already picture his face turning pale, his lips trembling with rage, as his temper spiraled out of control. He had always had a tendency toward violence. The moment he lost control of his emotions, he would lash out physically. In the background, I could hear Xena’s faint, pitiful moans and Charlie’s hoarse cries. But what did any of that have to do with me? They were the ones who forced me to sign away everything. They chose this path themselves. “Please, honey, I’m sorry! Stop hitting me… ahhh!” The sharp sound of bones breaking ec
I watched it all with cold indifference, holding Mia tightly in my arms. She was the only warmth in my life. Xena strutted toward me with her arrogance on full display. James’s company, properties, and savings were now entirely hers and Charlie’s. My in-laws, desperate to keep their grandson, had left themselves with nothing. The more carefree Xena’s smile was, the more sarcastic my thoughts became. “You think you’ve won, don’t you? Don’t rush to celebrate. There’s a long road ahead, and we’ll take it slow,” I silently remarked.In the end, I called the police and left the funeral amidst a torrent of curses and condemnation. Back home, I packed up mine and Mia’s belongings. My brother overseas, Wilfred Ford, called me. “Everything is ready. I’ve booked the tickets. I’ll pick you up when you arrive.” “Okay,” I replied. After hanging up, Mia grasped my hand tightly. “Mom, I’ll always stand by your side. You’re not a bad person, you’re the best.” I playfully tap
“Mom, why?! That’s rightfully ours. Why are you giving it to those awful people?” Mia heard what I said and wrapped her arms around my neck, quietly sobbing.Xena narrowed her eyes and shot Mia a sharp glare, then hugged Charlie and said with feigned sympathy, “Such a lovely girl but it’s a shame her mother’s bad influence has made her so ill-mannered!”But when I mentioned giving up the inheritance, I noticed her eyes light up noticeably.Sally covered her mouth, her eyebrows arching with barely concealed joy.She didn’t look at all like someone who had just lost her son.Mia wanted to defend me, but I held her close, whispering a few words in her ear.She looked at me in surprise several times, then turned and hugged me tightly, her back facing my in-laws.“Talk is cheap. Hurry up and sign the papers!” Sally urged impatiently.Just moments ago, she was spitting curses at me and now she was pushing me to sign quickly.At this point, Steven chimed in, playing the good guy agai
“You just left us! How are my son and I supposed to survive?” Xena clung to James’s coffin, sobbing uncontrollably, her eyes red and swollen. Beside her, Charlie, a boy around seven or eight years old, wailed just as loudly, crying out, “Daddy!” Relatives, coworkers, and other onlookers exchanged knowing glances, some barely suppressing smirks at the dramatic scene unfolding before them. Before I could say anything, Mia shoved Charlie away. “Get lost! That’s my dad! Don’t call him that!” Charlie scrambled to his feet and glared at her. “Who do you think you are? I’m his only son!” Then, without warning, he pounced on her, scratching her face until it turned red. When I saw this, fury boiled inside me. I moved to step in, but my mother-in-law, Sally Lincoln, pulled me back and hurried toward the children. She hurriedly separated the two children, her face full of concern as she immediately checked Charlie for any injuries. Mia, refusing to back down, cried out de
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