All Chapters of Exposing the Colleague Who Tried to Steal My Identity: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I replied to the comment, “This necklace is mine. If you don’t believe me, I can show you the certificate and purchase records to prove it.” Lily quickly fired back, “Certificates can be faked. Who are you trying to fool with your ‘bought it at an auction’ story? Have you even set foot in an auction house? You broke loser!” The situation became tense, but her claim about being the Anderson family heiress caught my attention. The Anderson family’s heiress? Since when did my dad have another daughter? Just as I was trying to make sense of it, my boyfriend sent me a message. We work at the same company, so he must have seen everything unfold. I assumed he was reaching out to comfort me, but when I opened the message, my heart dropped. “Emily, I can’t believe you would stoop so low just to show off. Stealing from someone else? I’m so disappointed in you. We’re done.” He didn’t know about my real identity, so I could understand why he wouldn’t believe I could affo

I rushed forward, but just as I did, my phone started ringing. “Sweetheart, the bag I ordered for you last month has been delivered to your office. Make sure to sign for it!” Before I could respond, my dad hung up in a hurry. At that moment, an employee from the luxury brand, Diane, approached with a beautifully wrapped gift box and asked, “Excuse me, are you Miss Anderson from Anderson Corporation?” I nodded and reached out to take the box, but a hand suddenly shoved me aside. “Miss Anderson, they’re asking for the heiress of Anderson Corporation. What does this have to do with you?” Lily stood there smugly, facing the employee, and gestured for him to hand the bag to her. The employee, clearly caught off guard by the situation, hesitated before cautiously asking again, “Which one of you is Miss Anderson?” Lily rolled her eyes and snapped, “Are you blind? I’m Miss Anderson! Now hurry up and give me the bag!” After dismissing the employee, Lily eagerly started t

James tugged at my dad’s suit jacket with a look of disdain.“Come on, Emily, I’m not being unreasonable. If you’re going to hire actors, at least try harder. This guy’s wearing some no-name suit. It’s embarrassing!“Even when you’re pretending to be rich, you can’t get it right. That’s about the extent of your taste.” A few coworkers chimed in, circling me and my dad, mocking his simple outfit. “Sir, you really came here dressed like this to pretend to be Mr. Anderson? Do you even know how wealthy Mr. Anderson is?” “This is hilarious. He looks more like a salesman than a billionaire.” As their laughter reached its peak, a young woman holding her phone gasped in shock. “Wait! he actually looks like Mr. Anderson! There are pictures of him online!” Thankfully, not everyone in this company was clueless. The group crowded around, comparing the online photos to my dad, and realization began to dawn on them. James’s legs started to tremble, and his face turned pale.

I bent down and crouched in front of Lily. “Now, how about you take out your necklace?” Under the watchful eyes of the bodyguards, Lily’s trembling hands reached into her pocket and pulled out a necklace with a smaller diamond. Though it was also a pink diamond, it was clearly smaller and of lower quality, obviously made from leftover scraps. I held both necklaces in my hands, weighing them lightly. “They’re identical,” I said, glancing at Lily with a smirk. “It seems your dad really dotes on you. He’s been scavenging my leftovers for years to give to you.” The word “leftovers” cut deep, wounding Lily’s pride. She had never imagined that her attempt to flaunt wealth would bring her face-to-face with the true owner. James, catching on, glanced between the defeated Lily and David, who sat silently on the ground. The truth was sinking in, but James wasn’t ready to admit he had placed his bets on the wrong side. “You… you came to the company before to announce m

A few days later, while relaxing at home, I received several livestream notifications. To my surprise, it was James and Lucy. “James and I are deeply in love, but a wealthy heiress set her sights on him, leaving us with no choice but to…”In the livestream, Lucy portrayed herself and James as tragic victims of a powerful heiress, spinning a story about how I bullied her, keeping her from advancing at work. The livestream was like a spark igniting chaos. Thousands of viewers tuned in, expressing sympathy for Lucy and even urging her to report me to the authorities. Of course, Lucy had no intention of going to the police. She was simply using the attention to gain fame and make money. Watching her tearful, pitiful performance almost made me feel sorry for her. Deciding to join the fun, I created an anonymous account and sent a large donation with a comment that took over the entire livestream screen: “Lucy! I fully support you reporting this to the police!” As soo