Chapter 3

After returning home, I quietly began packing my belongings.

Just as I was pulling my suitcase down to the apartment complex lobby.

A large crowd suddenly swarmed toward me.

They were all holding cameras or phones, frantically filming me:

"Look, that's her! She coached her elderly mother to fake illness at the hospital to extort money!"

"After her mother died, she used the death to greedily extort the hospital. When that didn't work, she filed complaints everywhere to smear them! She drove a young doctor who just started working to depression—the poor girl almost committed suicide several times!"

"Fortunately, her husband is the chief physician. He stood by principle over family, maintaining the hospital's reputation and speaking up for the innocent, poor doctor. Otherwise, who knows what that young woman would have suffered!"

"Now she blames her husband for not conspiring with her, so she's threatening him with divorce. She's even packed her bags and is ready to leave!"

Sharp accusations echoed endlessly.

Through the crowd, I could see Lily and Alex's gleeful faces in the background.

So this live broadcast was Alex's method of ruining my reputation?

The response was indeed enormous. The on-site broadcasters hurled accusations, and various live streaming channels were filled with endless abuse:

"This woman is absolutely terrible! For money, she didn't even care about her own mother's life?"

"With children like this, what parent could live long?"

"Like mother, like daughter. Her mother's death was probably from taking random medicine and ruining her own health!"

"Right! Why is it that everyone else's cold was fine, but only her mother died? It proves her mother must have had serious problems to begin with!"

Public opinion fermented quickly. In moments, my photo hit trending searches across the internet.

Labels like "medical troublemaker," "menace," and "extortionist" all became synonymous with my identity.

As these online broadcasters added fuel to the fire.

The onlookers who had gathered at the scene couldn't help but start throwing eggs and rotten vegetables at me.

I stepped through the garbage on the ground, walked through the crowd, and stopped in front of Alex:

"Alex, do you really need to go this far?"

Alex frowned slightly.

Before he could speak, Lily tearfully interjected:

"Mata, even though your mother passed away, I've been suffering too during this time!"

"I'm begging you to let me go—please stop targeting me!"

Alex's eyes flashed with sympathy, then he looked at me with determination:

"Mata, you brought all of this on yourself."

"Your mother's death was entirely due to her own underlying condition. You shouldn't have kept filing complaints and making things difficult for Lily."

"Lily's career has been delayed because of this. She hasn't sued you for emotional distress—that's already her being kind. Yet you keep going on and on. Your mother had such a vicious daughter—no wonder she died young!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

My mother suddenly emerged from the crowd and looked at Alex:

"Who did you say is dead?"