After the judge announced the verdict, I had the PR department issue a company statement immediately.Harold, who had been hanging around my office, saw the commotion and volunteered to handle it himself.Thus, Tensor Pharmaceuticals' official statement became:"I, Harold Sullivan, declare once again: I never had a childhood sweetheart, I don't have some perfect old flame, and I have absolutely no reason to hire a mistress breakup consultant!"My wife is the best woman in the world, and we're not having kids yet because we want to focus on our careers. Stop gossiping about my wife!"Just stop slandering me already!"The online community's reaction to this former Wentworth University prodigy was unanimous: [Yeah, yeah, we get it. You're completely devoted!]What they didn't realize was that Harold was ecstatic with this kind of "praise". He nearly jumped for joy.I tolerated his smugness for three days before finally sending him back to the lab. With the company going public soo
My best friend was a "mistress breakup consultant".I had lent her money to start her business, and her very first job turned out to be breaking up my own marriage."Jessie, what's the point of a loveless marriage? You've wasted Harold's time for five years. Are you really going to keep clinging to him and making him miserable for the rest of his life?" my best friend asked.I laughed at the self-righteous nonsense she was spouting and had security escort her out.She came right back, though, this time with a so-called "Anti-Mistress Alliance", live-streaming the chaos as they broke into my company."The one who isn't loved is the real intruder!""Fight for love at all costs!"They chanted while smashing up my office.I watched them calmly, waiting until they wore themselves out before pulling out a contract."The 100,000 dollars you borrowed from me has been overdue for six months. If you don't repay it soon, I'll be forced to take legal action."And, the lab equipment you'v
I looked at my former best friend, an overwhelming sense of disappointment washing over me.If Bethany had simply told me Harold was cheating, I might have believed she was genuinely trying to help.However, demanding I get a divorce without proof, while even threatening me with her breakup consultant tactics, made her intentions clear. She wasn't trying to help at all.My mind drifted back to when Harold and I first started dating. Bethany had always nagged me about him, picking at every little thing.Whenever Harold bought me breakfast, she would say it was a manipulative tactic to control me.Whenever he bought me expensive gifts, she would claim he was just throwing money at me, probably calling me a gold digger behind my back.Even when he proposed, she found faults right then and there.As these memories resurfaced, my heart grew colder.Seeing my silence, a look of satisfaction flashed across Bethany's face.She stood up and grabbed my wrist. "Come on, the courthouse is
During the live-stream, Bethany suddenly wiped her eyes and changed her tone."Jessie, I know you can't bear to leave him, but you need to think of others. You've torn apart someone else's relationship, and that's just not right," she said, her voice soft and caring."Everyone makes mistakes, but as long as you correct them in time, people will forgive you."She spoke as if she were genuinely concerned, as if she were trying to guide me back onto the right path.I couldn't help but scoff.She was clever enough to never mention that she was the one trying to break up a legitimate marriage. Anyone listening to her would think I was the mistress.She kept saying she was "reporting" me but never once mentioned her own name.Netizen A: [Stop trying to convince her, streamer! Mistresses have no shame. Nothing you say will get through!]Netizen B: [Just go in and smash Tensor Pharmaceuticals. The company will punish her for us!]Netizen C: [Yeah, smash the company! Let them see what
Netizen BF: [What? I thought we were dealing with a mistress! How is she the actual wife?]Netizen OZ: [I've been watching for a while… Didn't you see the trending news about the grand wedding of Tensor Pharmaceuticals' heiress, Jessica Whalen, and Wentworth University's top scholar, Harold Sullivan?]Netizen HK: [Let's not jump to conclusions. Maybe Jessica had an affair after getting lonely in her marriage.]Bethany had avoided mentioning that I was the legal wife, but I was determined to expose her mask in front of everyone."Bethany, I considered you a good friend. I loaned you 100,000 dollars to start your business, and now you come here claiming some mistress hired you to persuade me, the legitimate wife, to step aside."I'm not even going to discuss whether being a mistress breakup consultant skirts the edges of the law. But helping a mistress kick out a legal wife? Do you have any professional ethics at all?" I questioned.I had sat at more negotiation tables than Bethany
I raised my hand, pushing Harold's head away, and looked straight at the stunned Bethany. "Whether my husband is cheating or not is none of your concern. I'll find out soon enough. But for now..."I glanced around at the mess in the lab before pulling out a contract. "The 100,000 dollars you borrowed from me has been overdue for six months. If you don't repay it soon, I'll be forced to take legal action."And the lab equipment you've destroyed is valued at 5,500,000 dollars. You need to compensate me at full price."Bethany's face went pale. She opened her mouth, her voice shaky as she tried her usual plea. "Jessica, I'm your only friend. How could you do this to me? You know I don't have that kind of money...""You can smash things but can't pay for them?" I let out a cold laugh. "It doesn't matter. I've already called the police. We'll let them handle it."At that, Bethany's face paled even further. She shot me a vicious glare before turning to run, only to stumble right into