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Ripping Off Their Mask
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Synopsis
Girl Power
Multiple Identities
Freak
Family Emotions
Biological Family
Face Slapping
Melodramatic
Multiple POV Twists
Feel-Good Story
The day after the new year, during a family gathering, my aunt sneered at me as I worked overtime, reviewing a proposal. "Why are you pretending to be so busy? It’s not like we don’t know you only make three thousand a month. Real money-makers are people like my daughter, a designer so successful she doesn’t even have time to come home!" I ignored her, but she directed her spoiled son to delete all my files while I was in the bathroom. My hands trembled with rage. "This proposal is due in ten minutes—if I don’t submit it, everything is ruined!" She scoffed dismissively. "He’s just a kid. What could he possibly know? Besides, your job isn’t even worth much. If you lose the files, you lose them. Worst case, you get fired." I chuckled coldly but said nothing. She had no idea it was the proposal her daughter had spent an entire month working on. And I was the client who held her daughter’s fate in my hands.
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Ripping Off Their Mask Chapter 10
Aunt Mary didn’t say a word as she grabbed Leslie’s hair and slapped her, over and over again. Everyone tried to stop her, but she wouldn’t let go. Ben stood on the sidelines, clapping. “Good! Keep going! Beat the lying brat to death!” Strands of hair scattered to the floor as Leslie’s scalp turned red. She barely had time to speak before Aunt Mary struck her across the mouth with the sole of her shoe. “Oh, you think you can lie to your own mother? You enjoy humiliating me, don’t you?” she screamed. “I’ll beat the shameless filth right out of you!” Leslie had been raised to endure so she didn’t fight back. She simply stood there and took it, her jewelry falling piece by piece onto the ground. A few family members stepped in to try to calm Aunt Mary down.“It’s the holidays for heaven’s sake! Stop! Look at the girl’s face—you’ve already slapped it out of shape!” I finally spoke. “Half of the money Leslie borrowed went to you. The other half bought that car outside. You
Ripping Off Their Mask Chapter 9
Before Aunt Mary could finish her sentence, the sound of a car engine turning off echoed from outside the courtyard. I turned my head just in time to see Leslie stepping out of the vehicle. She was adorned in luxury, exuding an air of wealth and confidence. Aunt Mary instantly regained her composure. "Leslie is back! The real boss has arrived!" She shot me a triumphant look and sneered. “You're done for, Allison!"…Almost at the same moment, my phone vibrated with a private message from an unknown number. She had sent me a series of photos—every single one was of me, taken without my knowledge while I was showering or changing clothes. [You forced my hand, Allison. I didn’t want to do this but you left me no choice. Now, just cooperate and play along. Otherwise, I’ll post all these online and make sure you’ll never get married.] I met her gaze across the room and clenched my fists. Aunt Mary looped her arm through Leslie’s and eagerly recounted everything that had happen
Ripping Off Their Mask Chapter 8
Suddenly, a firecracker landed right in front of me. I gasped and stumbled backward in shock. Ben blocked the doorway, pointing at me as he shouted, “You worthless girl! If you don’t do what my mom says, I’ll blow you all up!” Aunt Mary cheered, “Do it! Let them have it!” Encouraged, Ben lit another string of firecrackers. I swiftly kicked the lit firecrackers over the wall. They exploded outside, sending Ben scrambling back into the house, crying in fright. Aunt Mary immediately claimed he had been injured and refused to let us leave. I yanked open the car door and said, “Fine. Let’s go to the hospital. We’ll cover all the medical expenses.” Her arrogance faltered for a moment. Just then, her phone rang. She answered, and when she hung up, she burst into laughter. “Oh, Allison! You’ve really overplayed your little act this time! Do you call yourself a company partner? Leslie just told me everything—you're nothing but an unemployed fraud! “You were just too embarras
Ripping Off Their Mask Chapter 7
Leslie exploded in anger even before I could finish. "Telling my mom the truth is no different from signing my own death warrant! I never thought you’d be this heartless. “Aren’t you my cousin? Can’t you even do me this small favor? I’ve really misjudged you! Have you no heart? "Besides, it’s your fault I got laid off! As my cousin—and someone with decision-making powers, approving my proposal should’ve been effortless for you! “Admit it, you’re just jealous! You’re afraid I’ll surpass you, so you deliberately sabotaged me!" A cold feeling washed over me. All these years, I had sympathized with her struggles and helped her countless times, both openly and behind the scenes. When she graduated, I helped her find an apartment and a job. Whenever she needed money urgently, I transferred it to her without hesitation. I even hid the fact that I was running my own business from the family, just so Aunt Mary wouldn’t pressure her even more. And yet, she felt no gratitude wha
Ripping Off Their Mask Chapter 6
Aunt Mary’s arrogance vanished completely as she nodded and pleaded with me. “Leslie is your cousin! You can’t just stand by and watch her fall!” Without answering her, I forwarded the document Leslie had just resent me directly into the partners’ group chat. The reply came swiftly: [Don’t bother. The rules were clear. We’ve already finalized the best proposal. This matter is closed.] I shrugged. “Nothing more I can do.” Aunt Mary’s face twisted in an instant. “Aren’t you a partner? Isn’t it just a matter of saying the word to pick her proposal? You never wanted to help us at all!” I shot her a cold look. “Well, too bad you’re not the boss. Your words don’t count. If you’ve got what it takes, go start your own company and open a backdoor for Leslie yourself.” She choked on her own anger, too furious to speak. Just then, my phone rang. Without giving her another glance, I stepped out to take the call. The moment I answered, Leslie’s sobs filled my ears. “Allison,
Ripping Off Their Mask Chapter 5
Aunt Mary glanced at the message and then looked at me. "What are you talking about with Leslie? What proposal? What does her job have to do with you?" Before I could respond, Leslie’s video call came through in a panic. Aunt Mary answered it immediately. Leslie's sobs filled the room. "I spent a whole month working on that proposal! I was so confident about it—how could they finalize someone else’s without even reviewing mine? “My boss just posted the layoff list in the group chat. What am I supposed to do now?" Aunt Mary’s face turned ashen. She leaned closer to the phone and pressed her question. "What do you mean, Leslie? You got laid off?" Leslie gasped and quickly ended the call. Aunt Mary tried to call her back using my phone, but she didn’t pick up. The entire family tensed. Aunt Stella spoke in a slow, deliberate voice. "Didn't you say Leslie was a key employee at her company, Mary? How does someone like that end up on the layoff list?" Aunt Mary’s fa
Ripping Off Their Mask Chapter 4
Leslie had not checked her phone and didn’t reply right away. I panicked and reached out to Aunt Mary, asking for my phone so I could call Leslie. Holding my phone just out of reach, Aunt Mary walked up to me, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "So, do you admit you were wrong? If you apologize properly—to me and Ben—I’ll give it back." "He was the one who messed up! Why should I apologize? Being young doesn’t give him a free pass!" I blurted out. She let out a mocking laugh, her eyes widening like saucers. "You sure have a big temper for someone with so little! A useless girl earning a measly sum a month—what right do you have to raise your voice at me? My daughter makes so much more as a top designer!" Then, as if on cue, she turned her attack on my mom. "Honestly, I never expected you to be such a failure, raising a daughter who’s both incompetent and rude. What a disgrace!" My mom’s face darkened with anger. "Say whatever you want about me, but don’t insult Allis
Ripping Off Their Mask Chapter 3
Leslie said that as long as she secured the deal with my company, she could gradually repay the 150,000 loan. Her boss had promised that after the layoffs, all resources would go to the one employee who remained to groom them for success. If she made it through, earning 20,000 a month wouldn’t be difficult. Step by step, she could turn her fabricated persona into reality. But first, she had to survive the cull. I had wanted to help her, but I hadn’t foreseen this chaos. Only five minutes remained. I strode forward, snatched the scissors from Grandma’s hands, and yanked the network cable from Ben’s grip. “Just five minutes! After that, I’m done!” I said firmly. Ben wailed even louder as he pointed at me and screamed, “You worthless loser making only 3,000 a month! How dare you take my stuff? I’ll beat you to death!” Aunt Mary let go of him and watched as he threw a flurry of punches at me. My dad stepped in to restrain him, but before he could say a word, Aunty Mary
Ripping Off Their Mask Chapter 2
Then Aunt Mary shut off my phone in front of everyone. I let out a cold laugh. "This concerns Leslie’s future, Aunt Mary!" She burst into laughter. "Leslie is a top designer! What does her future have to do with a grunt worker like you? You never tell the family what you do. And let’s be honest, isn’t it because your salary is embarrassingly low? You’re too ashamed to talk about it, aren’t you? "The truth is, we all know—you’re just a regular office drone making three thousand a month. Stop pretending to be busy. It only makes you look ridiculous!" Sensing my anger, my mom quickly stepped in to mediate. "Don’t say that, Mary. Allison wouldn’t be working on a holiday if it weren’t urgent. “Please, return her phone. And Ben, plug the internet cable back in—everyone's waiting to use it." She spoke gently, but that one sentence sent Ben into a meltdown. He jabbed a finger at my mom and me, stomped his feet, and burst into loud, wailing sobs. Distressed, Aunt Mary turned
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Chapter 1
The day after the new year, my family of three visited Grandma’s house for a gathering. I had just settled into my seat when I received a text from my cousin, Leslie Bolton: [Allison, I just sent my proposal to your email. Please, review it, I’m begging you! Whether I keep my job or not depends entirely on this!] Leslie worked in a design agency. Her company was struggling financially and planned to lay off employees. The company used the collaboration with us to make the staff compete—whoever’s proposal was selected would stay. A day before New Year's Eve, her colleagues had already submitted their proposals, but Leslie hadn’t finished hers. Determined to outshine everyone with a perfect design, she had worked nonstop for over a month, surviving on just two hours of sleep per night. However, one of my business partners had already found a proposal he liked and saw no need for further discussion. It was only after my repeated pleas that he reluctantly agreed to give Leslie a ...
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