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“If this bitch hadn’t been treating us like garbage all the time, do you all think we’d have resorted to something like this?”
“Exactly! She’s been pushing us to the brink for years! We just wanted to be free of her- how’s that a crime? My wife and I even gave up having kids because we were too busy taking care of her! Don’t tell me our sacrifices weren’t real! She pushed us to the edge–I didn’t have any other choice!”
Just like that, livestream viewers, who had been wavering in their opinions, immediately started flooding the comment section again.
[I think they’re telling the truth. Why would anyone go this far unless they were desperate?]
[Yeah, right? I mean, there’s no smoke without fire!]
Ugh, victim–blaming seems to be the trend
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now.
Well, I wasn’t about to let them spin this narrative.
That’s when Atty. Bonaforté stepped forward with a will in hand and began to shread it.
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“Years ago, the late Mr. and Mrs. Rosenberg left behind a will. It clearly states that their daughter would inherit everything at the age of 26. They also stipulated that before
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marriage, she must legally separate her assets from her husband’s. None of her wealth was to be shared.”
Now it made sense to everyone why my boyfriend had teamed up with my “best friend,” my aunt, and my uncle to betray
etme.
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It’s all because he wasn’t getting a damn thing!
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And Mr. Hubert repeatedly tried to dig into this inheritance. I turned him away, but he still managed to learn some details from
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my colleagues.”
That explained why they’d gone to such lengths to frame me, throw me in jail, and even try to kill me.
Suddenly, it hit me–the foot that crushed.
my inhaler–it was Uncle Hubert’s!
That monster had been waiting for me to have an asthma attack, counting on it!
Oh, what an inhumane, calculated move!
With this realization, I sent over the DNA test results the hospital had forwarded to
- me.
“These prove the relationship between Hubert and Connie Rosenberg and Cheryl Madigan. Apparently, the DNA test results confirm they’re blood relatives. This ‘best friend‘ of mine is their firstborn! They spent years pretending they couldn’t have kids so I wouldn’t suspect them, all while funneling my money to her!”
“And you-” I pointed straight at the woman
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I had always treated as my best friend.
“-You’ve been manipulating me since we were kids all on their orders! You and your family are leeches, sucking me dry! My god, I’ve never seen anything as shameless.
as this!”
By now, the entire plot was laid bare.
This wasn’t just theft–it was a carefully orchestrated plan to steal my inheritance, frame me, and destroy my reputation all at
once!
Together, the four of them had created a tightly woven web of mutual benefit, conspiring to bring me down!
When the truth was finally out, Uncle Hubert glared at me with pure rage.
“You knew, didn’t you? You ungrateful brat! We’ve treated you like family all these years! Taking some of your money–was that too much to ask? Why did you have to push us this far?!”
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I let out a laugh, meeting his glare.
The irony was almost too much. If they’d just treated me with genuine kindness, they would’ve had everything they ever wanted. Instead, they chose this twisted path.
After all, when I was at my lowest lonely and helpless–they were the ones who stood by me.
They handled my parents‘ funerals with care and chased off the greedy relatives circling like vultures.
Back then, their compassion felt real. I’d even planned to take care of them in their old age.
But now, instead of family, they saw me as a target. They wanted to ruin me, smear my name, and take everything I had.
The difference? I wasn’t the naïve little girl they could manipulate anymore.
In the end, Uncle Hubert would have to
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return everything he stole. Cheryl and Chuck’s defamation? Atty. Bonaforté made sure they’d pay for that too.
As for Uncle Hubert and Aunt Connie’s
theft and framing? They’d face charges.
As Chuck was being hauled to the police. car, he broke free and threw himself at my feet. Tears streamed down his face as he begged.
“Babe, I didn’t have a choice! They made me do it! I swear, I’ve loved you all along! Please, give me another chance, babe!”
I kicked him away without hesitation, and the crowd erupted into cheers, jeering at him.
“No one held a gun to his head! Who’s he trying to fool?”
“Greedy bastard! Now he’s trying to play the
victim!”
Cheryl, enraged by his words, lunged at him. The two of them started fighting right
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there on the road.
No one expected what happened next- they stumbled into traffic.
A car came speeding by, hitting them both. The impact was brutal–blood and brain. matter splattered everywhere.
But someone in the crowd just yelled.
“Serves them right! That bitch and that asshole got what they deserved!”
Others quickly joined in.
“Right! They only have themselves to blame!”
Meanwhile, Uncle Hubert and Aunt Connie were screaming in anguish, their voices raw. They grabbed sharp rocks and made a move for me, clearly desperate to kill me.
Before they could get close, the cops dragged them back into the police car.
After everything, my life finally returned to peace. I inherited my parents‘ property
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without further issue.
On the day of Uncle Hubert and Aunt Connie’s sentencing, I made a point to be there.
Among the murmurs of the courtroom, I locked eyes with them and gave them a slow, mocking smile.
This time, justice was mine.
