I Was Made a Mistress and Beaten

Chapter 1 ----- Busted in a Live Stream Beatdown Pregnant and all, my husband's 'wife' decided to pay me a little visit. She rolled up with Jake Storm , stormed my place, trashed it like it was a party, and had the nerve to call me a Faker queen. Oh, That shallow home-wrecker! I've seen the texts between her and my husband; she's obsessed with fake! Figures she'd be a mistress for cash. So trashy, a complete embarrassment to women everywhere!' Think you can just get away with anything 'cause the law's not watching? The 'Evil-Punishing Alliance' is here to correct your little problem!' To pander to the audience, they even tried to s***h my face and made me miscarry. "Faking poverty got these loser fuckboys/disgusting bitches thinking they could disrespect me? Joke's on them - this top 1% heir just took off the disguise!" I want Vincent Shelley left with absolutely nothing! And The home-wrecker‘s father，get him ousted from the company! Secondly, the damage to my so-called 'Fake' totals 870 million. You will ALL pay the full price! Can't afford it? Enjoy prison! Dad, I'm pregnant. Ding! My bank account just received a deposit of 100 million. Play the poor martyr all you like, just don't make my grandkids suffer for it. The private doctor is already on their way. Dad, that was then. Now Vincent 's got a few million in assets, too. You call that assets? Not enough to buy you a decent vase. My mouth twitched. Looking around at the antiques and luxury goods crammed into the room, I wisely shut my yap. Ugh, my husband's ghosting my texts again, was bored scrolling when t****k shoved this hype live stream in my face - so I tapped in. Everyone, Evil-Punishing Alliance is here to kick the strong and lift the weak! We specialize in handling morally bankrupt scum! Today's victim is a pitiful woman whose husband's been cheating. The camera swung to a haggard-looking woman. I squinted, and wouldn't you know it, there was Claire Sontana, my Husband's project partner! I'm begging Evil-Punishing Alliance to help me take down this home*-wrecker! She's pregnant, and that child has automatic inheritance rights the moment it's born - just like that, it gets to take a chunk of my husband's fortune! I went full whale and dropped ten Carnivals right then and there. Being a trust fund kid, nothing annoys me more than people problems caused by money. Hence my dedication to my 'broke persona. The on-screen comments went wild. I hate home-wreckers more than anything! They keep destroying families while the law just looks the other way “All home-wreckers deserve to die! ! Streamers, hurry up and punish that home-wrecking hussy, and I'll shower you with gifts!” As the viewership skyrocketed, likes and gifts of all kinds poured in non-stop. The streamers from the “Evil-Punishing Alliance” were riding high, dragging a banner through the streets emblazoned with the words: Punish the Mistress! “Alright folks, stay tuned! We're actually near the mistress' neighborhood - gonna bring you live justice any minute now!” The screen showed the gates of “Metro South,” and I froze. Wait a minute… isn't that my apartment complex? Damn! This home-wrecker lives in such a luxury condo? I heard you need to win a lottery just to get in here. Being the home-wrecker is always about the money, isn't it? How many sugar daddies is she juggling, I wonder? True, only the filthy rich live here. My darling husband only managed to buy this place back then because I secretly greased the wheels and funneled a ton of cash his way. I ended the live stream and prepared to call my husband about Claire. Maybe I could help? Before the call even went through, the doorbell rang. That must be the doctor. I hung up and opened the door, and bam! I was shoved to the floor with bone-crushing force. Instinct took over—protect the bump! Before I could even catch my breath and stand steady, a barrage of phone cameras were shoved right in my face. “Everyone, feast your eyes! This is The home-wrecker hussy we're dealing with today!” “Look how cushy The home-wrecker's life is! Living it up in a luxury suite all alone, no wonder she's slinging herself at other women's men, and even squeezing out a kid to snatch their inheritance!” My ears were assaulted by a chorus of venomous insults. I looked up, and wouldn't you know it, it's the "Evil-Punishing Alliance" mob from that live stream earlier? They're hunting for The home-wrecker at my door? I was completely bewildered: "You've got the wrong place, haven't you? I" Before I could even get a word in, Claire shoved her way to the front and slapped me so hard I hit the ground. "You lying skank! Living the high life on my man's dime? You think you deserve that?