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"Linda, come back quickly! Your dorm has been trashed!"

Clutching my pregnancy test report, I hurried from the hospital to my dorm. As I approached the stairwell, a foul odor assaulted my senses.

"Dump all the leftovers on her bed. Let's give her a fresh new scent! That shameless tramp! I treated her as my best friend, yet she hooked up with my boyfriend!" Veronica shouted, hands on her hips, standing at the doorway.

Then, in the next second, she teared up in front of the camera, playing the victim.

"My boyfriend is the renowned monk of Junopia. He only allowed me to stay by his side after I accompanied him for three years. But my so-called best friend, Linda Cameron, is a snake!

"Each time he came to pick me up, she'd be scantily clad, gazing at him with longing eyes. She even resorted to vile tactics to bear his child…"

At this point, one of the girls who was smashing my things chimed in, "Veronica is just too good-hearted. As her friends, we must rescue her relationship!"

"Yeah! We'll defend Rick and Veronica's love!"

"Protect Rick and Veronica's love!"

Their cries of faux righteousness filled the air as they continued to devastate my room.

A message popped up with a live stream link from a friend.

Opening it, I was greeted by the title, 'Woman Seduces Rick and Caught in the Act,' topped with a stark black-and-white photo of me.

At that point, I couldn't hold back any longer. I kicked open the door.

In that split second, the room fell silent. After a moment, they laughed mockingly.

"The shameless homewrecker returns."

"If I were you, I'd just vanish. How do you still have the face to show up here?"

Veronica wiped away her nonexistent tears and acted pitifully in front of the camera as she said, "Linda, I get it. You're jealous I have a boyfriend and a better life. But that's no excuse to hook up with him…"

'Boyfriend?' I tried to recall who Veronica's boyfriend was but failed. "Who is your boyfriend?" I asked genuinely.

When Veronica heard my words, her eyes widened as she said in disbelief, "Don't you know Rick Wilson?"

'Rick? Isn't that Rayden's younger brother?' I thought. 'I can't believe I got married into the same family as my best friend.'

"I've seen him a few times from afar, but we've never really interacted," I replied honestly.

However, Veronica felt that I was making up an excuse. She bit her lip, her eyes red and swollen, looking every bit the injured party.

The terms 'homewrecker,' 'Rick Wilson,' 'best friend,' and 'abortion' fueled a flood of viewers on the livestream.

The crowd vilified me while expressing sympathy toward Veronica. Some crossed lines, even dragging my family into their harsh judgments.

'I bet her mother's just as much of a slut as she is. Was her mother a homewrecker, too?'

'Who is her mother anyway?'

Seeing that the viewers were starting to dig into my family's background, I seized the phone and smashed it to the ground.

"My phone! That was over 10 thousand dollars! You owe me for this!"

"I'll cover it," I replied calmly.

But as a fleeting smirk began to form on her face, I gestured to the chaos around us. "But only after you compensate me for all of this."

My expensive four-piece bedding set reeked, my designer clothes were shredded, and my skincare and makeup were trampled underfoot, not to mention the word 'homewrecker' scrawled across my desk with my Hermes lipstick.

"The clothes are custom-made, and it's worth several million. Although my lipstick only cost a few hundred since it's already been used, you still have to pay for it," I stated icily.

The group hesitated, looking to Veronica for guidance.

Veronica puffed up her chest and said nonchalantly, "How can you afford these luxuries? Weren't they all gifts from my boyfriend?"

As I stared at her, the familiarity of our past friendship seemed like a distant memory. We had shopped for these items together, yet now she claimed them as gifts from her boyfriend.

"I'm merely reclaiming what's rightfully mine as his true girlfriend. Don't worry, I'll deal with any repercussions."

'Is she certain that I had snatched her boyfriend from her?' I thought.

Following her lead, her entourage grew more aggressive, attempting to force open my locked cabinet.

"I wonder what dirty secrets she's hiding in here."

Knowing it was pointless to reason with them, I took out my phone and was about to call the police. However, before I could dial the number, someone took my phone away.

Veronica's eyes lit up immediately as she leaped into the arms of the newcomer. Coquettishly, she cried, "Rick, you're finally here!"

"Who's messing with my girl?" Rick questioned sternly, his prayer beads dangling from one hand as he encircled Veronica with his other arm.

Chapter 2 Rick Wilson

The girls surrounding Veronica looked at her with envy.

Facing Rick, I took a deep breath, reminding myself he was Rayden's brother and, hence, deserved some degree of respect.

Suppressing my anger, I forced a smile and said to Rick, "Your girlfriend seems to have misunderstood our relationship. Could you please explain things to her?"

"Stop with the nonsense!" Veronica scoffed. "I saw you leave the Wilson Family's house late at night last time. And now, there's a pregnancy test on the table. If you're not using the baby to wedge yourself into the family, what are you doing? Rick only loves me!"

"The Wilson Family has more than just one son!" I sneered.

Hearing my words, Veronica burst out laughing as if she had just heard the funniest joke. "You can't be serious! Are you saying that you climbed onto Rayden's bed, the crown prince of Junopia?

"The same one who completed his PhD at Harvale at just 16, launched his own business, became a leading figure in the industry within two years, and now wields control over international markets?"

I nodded, then shook my head.

After all, it was Rayden who tried to climb into my bed, but I firmly rejected him.

Amused, Rick chuckled and chimed in, "Well, you've certainly piqued my interest by bringing up my brother."

Veronica's mood shifted instantly; she clung tighter to Rick, pleading, "You said I was your home, and other women were just hotels. You promised you'd always return to me."

Rick soothed her with a pat on the head. "Yes, you're home. But sometimes, I feel like visiting a hotel."

Veronica looked heartbroken by his words, but she didn't dare say anything more.

Then, Rick swatted Veronica's hand away and eyed me up and down as he licked his lips. "You seem familiar. Have we met at a club?

"Anyway, I prefer natural beauty. How about you remove your makeup so I can see your real face? If you're not hideous, perhaps you could be my second wife, with Veronica as the first."

His gaze dropped to my stomach. "As for the baby, you should get rid of it. Veronica hasn't given birth yet, so you'll have to wait."

Veronica's spirits lifted at his suggestion. Pouting, she said, "Rick, I really don't like her."

With another comforting pat, Rick assured her, "It's alright. Try to be a bit more gracious. You'll always be my number one."

After calming Veronica, Rick frowned upon seeing that I hadn't left yet.

"Why are you still here? Hurry up and wash off that makeup." He then gave Veronica a playful smack on her bottom and added, "Go help her."

Veronica nodded, a smug look crossing her face as she stared at me. "As long as I'm here, you'll always be second best!" She then led her group to corner me.

Outnumbered, I was shoved against the bathroom sink by Veronica and her gang. Water flooded into my eyes and nose, making it hard to breathe.

Through half-closed eyes, I caught a glimpse of Veronica's malicious stare and panicked.

Then, I summoned all my strength and broke free from their restraints. I happened to dodge the water she was about to pour onto me.

As the water splashed into the sink, it released hot steam.

It was boiling water. My heart raced at the near miss.

At that point, I was fed up with them.

I whipped out my phone and dialed the police. "Hello, is this the police? There's an assault happening here."

Meanwhile, Rick's mood shifted abruptly upon seeing my makeup-free face. "You're a natural beauty," he remarked, seemingly impressed. "Now, I will allow you to kiss me."

I stared coldly at him as I thought about teaching him a lesson.

At the same time, Veronica's eyes were burning with rage. Still, she forced a smile and asked, "Since we're practically family now, it's not too much to ask you to serve me tea, right?"

In lieu of tea, one of her friends handed me a bottle of water.

Looking at the smug Veronica, I suddenly remembered the first time we met.

At that time, she had risked herself and helped me chase away the classmate who was harassing me. Yet, we had now become enemies just because of a man.

With a flick of my wrist, I drenched her with the water.

"Ah!" Veronica shrieked.

Before she could lose control, the police finally arrived.

…

After the ordeal at the police station, Veronica clung to Rick, admonishing, "You're being unreasonable, Linda. Why cause such a fuss? It's all Rick's money anyway."

Rick fiddled with his prayer beads with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked at me coldly. "You don't need to scheme for my money. I'm always generous with women. Serve me and Veronica well, and you'll have a comfortable life."

Then, he took out a check and said, "Go to the hospital and get rid of the baby. I'll give you fifty thousand in exchange."

I stared back unflinchingly and dialed a number on my phone. "Hello? I'm pregnant, and someone's trying to kill your son."

"Where are you?" The urgency in the voice on the other line was palpable.

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