"My future mother-in-law is Yvette, the richest woman in Rossie City! She owns half of Financial Street! My husband is Philip, the most distinguished man in Rossie City! After today, I'll be Philip and the future inheritor of the Chad family fortune! I can't tolerate any deceit!"

She glared at me fiercely, gritting her teeth as she said.

"And I definitely can't tolerate you, the mistress! Don't worry; we'll take our time."

Chelsea brought a van over and, without a word, had me shoved into it, threatening to go to my house and "have a proper talk" about this matter.

I thought Chelsea had calmed down, and I felt somewhat relieved, so I didn't struggle anymore.

I thought going home was good; once she saw everything there, she would naturally realize she had mistaken me for someone else.

When that happened, if she apologized, I wouldn't hold it against her.

But as it turned out, I was still too naive.

"It seems my husband really loves you! He even bought you such a big villa!"

I could hear the murderous intent in Chelsea's voice.

Her fierce eyes were on me, as if she wanted to carve me open.

I opened the door and invited her in, saying coldly, "This property is under my name. I bought it myself."

Not only did I buy the house, but everything Philip has is also because of me!

If it weren't for my hard work over the years, how could Philip, at his age, have become the CEO managing three companies?

But Chelsea didn't believe me; she slapped me again and, without thinking, pushed me to the ground!

"Do you think I'd believe you? Did you sell yourself to get this house? How many times did you sleep with my husband for him to give you this house?"

"An old woman's tricks are indeed superior! They're beyond us young people's grasp! Still playing these games at your age, do your parents know?"

"Did you really think I came back here with you to resolve things peacefully? Everything in this house was given by my husband, and now I'm here to take it all back!"

With that, Chelsea started live streaming again, her eyes filled with a fire ready to ignite at any moment.

"Ladies, smash it all!"

"Everyone, send some gifts in the chat, and I'll show you a first-person view of beating up a mistress and smashing a villa! All these luxury items were bought by my husband! It's a pity he bought them for the wrong person, but I don't feel a bit bad about destroying them!"