“Leigh, I’ve told you to value your marriage. Look at you, having eight abortions before marriage, and even after marrying, still so cheap. What man could stand that? Hurry up and give Waylon to me. Only a woman as good as me deserves him.”

Flashes went off wildly, shining right at my pale face. Coworkers looked at each other and quietly stepped away from me.

After all, nobody could believe a real mother and older sister would go crazy enough to publicly accuse their own daughter of sleeping with her sister’s husband.

But my mother and sister actually did it.

Standing there, I felt like a clown stripped bare in public, meeting everyone’s poisoned stares.

“I never imagined, Manager Leigh, you’d be that kind of person. You really can’t tell someone’s heart from their face.”

“Taking your sister’s man is disgusting enough, and now that you’ve got him, you still fool around. Just look at these photos, the content is so explicit that even porn sites would bow their heads.”

My boss’s face darkened with anger. “Leigh, this involves the company’s moral standards. Give me a reasonable explanation right now.”

My mother smirked. “Explain what? Fire her straight away, never take her back again.”

At the woman who had never shown me an ounce of family affection and only aimed to drain me dry, I stared hard. I bit my tongue until I tasted blood, holding back the disgust climbing up my throat.

Those were my family.

To force my divorce, they had used every way possible to ruin me, faking explicit photos, slandering, and spreading lies, afraid I might die too easily.

Luckily, after what happened at the City Hall, I was already ready for this.

Calmly, I lifted my phone in front of everyone. “I recorded everything you said earlier and called the police. I hope when we reach the station, your acting stays convincing.”

Frozen, my sister’s confident smile disappeared, and her lips shook with fear.

She had never imagined that after more than twenty years of being walked all over, the one she always pushed down would finally fight back.

My mother gripped her shaking hand to keep her steady, her eyes wide with rage.

“Leigh, you dare call the police on your own mother? You heartless brat with no conscience! Aren’t you afraid lightning will strike you?”

“If I’d known I’d give birth to garbage like you, I should’ve killed you the day you were born!”