Evelyn’s POV
[Hello everyone, I’m Liri Johnson’s high school classmate. I want to formally report that she hired people to assault right before my final exams, causing to miss them and beco permanently disabled. To this day, she has never fulfilled her promise of compensation!]
I watched the video testimonial flood the social dia feed, followed imdiately by another.
[My na is Tyler Matthews. I’m a Southern University student. I’m reporting Liri Johnson because during my freshman year, she had kidnapped and sexually assaulted when I refused to be her boyfriend! I developed severe physical and ntal trauma that made it impossible to attend classes, and eventually had to drop out.]
More and more victims were coming forward, each story worse than the last. It was validating to see the truth finally surfacing about Liri. Every post revealed more of her true character to the public.
People who had defended her just days ago were now condemning her after seeing these victim testimonials. The tide was turning fast.
"Spreading lies about my boss? They’ll regret it," Jackson said with a cold smile.
I glanced at him, noting his fingers flying across the keyboard as he managed multiple screens at once, pushing all comnts about Liri’s bullying history to the top of every feed, ensuring maximum visibility.
"Kidnapping? Sexual assault? Being a howrecker is a moral issue, but this is straight-up criminal behavior!"
"Liri was the queen bee tyrant in high school. Any pretty girl would get bullied by her!"
I checked the news feed one more ti before grabbing my purse. "Keep monitoring the online situation. I need to go to my eting."
Leon Robinson wanted to invest in Evelink Biosciences’ new research facility in Ravenshade. I was on my way to discuss the details when this unexpected drama began unfolding.
As I entered the Robinson Capital lobby, I imdiately spotted Liri Johnson shoving a security guard and harassing the receptionist. She was thrusting her phone in the poor woman’s face.
"I need to see Leon Robinson now!" she demanded, her voice shrill.
"I’m sorry, ma’am, but without an appointnt, you can’t go upstairs," the receptionist explained, maintaining her professional tone despite the abuse. "Ma’am, you can’t force your way in—"
"Get out of my way!" Liri tried to push past them.
When she spotted , her eyes narrowed with fury. "Evelyn, you howrecking bitch!"
Her scream echoed through the lobby, causing everyone to stop and stare.
I remained perfectly calm as I observed her emotional ltdown.
Two security guards were restraining her arms, but she kept waving her phone around, livestreaming while hurling accusations.
"It was you, wasn’t it, Evelyn? You’re the one who got those people to slander !"
I took in her appearance—designer clothes that cost more than most people’s monthly salary, professionally styled hair, and makeup that couldn’t quite hide the rage distorting her features. My cream silk blouse dress and beige flats seed understated in comparison.
"Miss Johnson, it’s been three days. Where’s your public apology?" I asked calmly.
She snapped out of her montary distraction at my appearance. "Apology? I’ve never done anything wrong! Why should I apologize?"
"And you," she continued, eyes wild with jealousy, "what are you doing here looking for my fiancé again?"
She glared at with suspicious eyes. "Let tell you sothing, Leon Robinson is my fiancé! Our marriage was arranged by Elder Robinson himself!"
I couldn’t help but twitch my lips slightly. Leon had made their non-relationship crystal clear at the police station just days ago. Yet here she was, still clinging to her delusion. So people really do hear only what they want to hear.
"Evelyn, you’re a howrecker! I’m livestreaming right now! I’m going to show everyone your true colors!"
She kept thrusting her phone toward my face, hoping her viewers would attack . Though I couldn’t see the comnts, I imdiately recognized an opportunity in this livestream. Let her audience witness her behavior firsthand.
When Liri tried to grab my face, the security guards tightened their grip on her arms, preventing her from reaching .
anwhile, the receptionist was urgently calling Leon’s assistant.
"This woman is a howrecker who destroys families!" Liri shouted toward her cara.
Leon arrived just in ti to hear her last accusation, his face hardening with anger.
"Liri, shut your mouth!" he commanded sharply.
She looked at him in disbelief. "Leon, you’re yelling at ? You’re taking that howrecker’s side over mine?"
The livestream viewers, expecting so dramatic love triangle confrontation, were sharing the link frantically. In just fifteen minutes, the viewer count had surged to nearly 500,000. New viewers seed montarily stunned by my appearance before regaining their focus on the unfolding drama.
"Liri, if you have ntal health issues, get them treated," Leon said coldly, glancing at her phone before positioning himself partially in front of in a protective stance.
"I made everything perfectly clear at the police station," he continued firmly. "I am single! That dinner was arranged by our elders without my knowledge, and I told you imdiately that I was interested in soone else!"
"There was never any engagent between us. We are not engaged, and Evelyn is certainly not a ’howrecker.’"
Recognizing the livestream, Leon seized the opportunity to set the record straight. "Ms. Blackwell is my university classmate who helped through a difficult ti. I sent her flowers as a token of gratitude, which I see absolutely nothing wrong with."
His voice grew harder. "Your illegal recording, slander, and troublemaking are against the law! The police have already confird your rumor-spreading. Not only have you refused to apologize, but you’ve escalated your behavior. I will be pursuing legal action."
He turned to with genuine regret in his eyes. "I’m sorry. I should have handled this situation better."
Liri’s face flushed with rage, like a lit fuse on dynamite. She blurted out sothing that made everyone’s jaw drop.
"What about the baby I’m carrying? What are you going to do about your child?!"
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