After Rebirth, I Won't Take the Blame

Noah had just started streaming. Almost ten thousand people flooded into the live broadcast room.

The number of viewers kept increasing.

Noah exaggerated and maliciously twisted the story between Emily and me.

He even fabricated rumors, saying I was being kept by a rich woman.

He also said he would discipline me on behalf of my parents.

The netizens were swayed by his accusations. They all started to attack me.

The popularity of the live broadcast kept rising. It directly trended, and the number of viewers reached nearly one hundred thousand.

I knew the best way to deal with slander and defamation was to call the police and let the law punish these villains.

But with the experience of my tragic death in the previous life, I knew this was not enough.

Only by making the situation unmanageable could I leave the villains with no room to retaliate.

For this, I had to endure a little longer.

The comments in the live broadcast room were increasing.

"This boy is definitely being kept by a rich woman. Otherwise, how could he afford such a nice house and expensive camera?"

"Someone has already exposed that a young woman driving a luxury car picks him up and hugs him."

"Sigh, my daughter goes to the same school. I'm worried she might be influenced."

The live broadcast room was buzzing with discussion. Many parents shared their children's experiences in the comment section.

They said their children had always been obedient and well-behaved but became rebellious because they made the wrong friends.

Some agreed, saying their daughters, who used to be top students, failed the college entrance exam because of bad influences from their friends.

Seeing the constant stream of gifts in the live broadcast room, Noah's eyes turned red with excitement.

He had been overwhelmed by the sudden exposure and forgot about the missing Emily.

To increase the hype, Noah brought a bundle of rope and tied me to a chair.

He spat at me viciously.

"Today, I will teach you a lesson, you little bastard. I will smash your house!"

After saying that, he grabbed a baseball bat and went to the study.

That room stored many masterpieces and the models I used for sketch practice.

Seeing Noah stop at the door, I shouted anxiously, "You can't go into that room!"

Seeing my anxiety, Noah became even more excited. "Can't go in? Is there something shady inside? Guys, like the stream, and I'll reveal the true face of this bastard."

After seeing the contents of the room, Noah looked shocked and disgusted.

"Guys, what did I just say? This bastard is not normal. Look, the room is full of nudes. It's disgusting!"

Saying that, Noah swung the baseball bat and smashed the plaster models into pieces.

Truly, the dirty-minded see everything as dirty.

Every art studio has models for portrait practice. I didn't expect Noah to see them this way.

Seeing the undamaged masterpieces, I hurriedly shouted, "Aren't you looking for Emily? Why do you have to smash my house? The items you broke are worth millions. Aren't you afraid I'll sue you and send you to jail?"

Noah sneered, "Pah! I'm teaching you the lesson! You're young and being kept by a rich woman. Not only are you shameless, but you also want to sue me. You have no shame!

"Guys, join the fan club, and I'll show this bastard some lesson."

Saying this, Noah picked up the ink on the table and poured it on the masterpiece beside him.

The paintings my dad had carefully protected for decades were destroyed at this moment.

Noah also destroyed the only calligraphy work my grandfather left behind before he passed away.

I wanted to tear Noah apart in my breakdown.

At this moment, a few police officers suddenly entered through the door.

The police officer frowned as he looked at me tied to the chair.

"What is going on here?"

I twisted my body and shouted, "Officer, this man broke into my house and smashed my things. Please save me."

Noah panicked as soon as he saw the police.