Betrayed by Blood, Avenged by Talent

My father tried to persuade these masked men to calm down.

“You can ask for anything, but don't hurt my daughters!”

The big man in the lead had sharp eyes and a muffled voice, as if he was wearing a voice changer.

“This bitch slandered our idol, we will make her pay with blood!”

He pulled out a hammer from his clothes and was about to smash Eugenia's hand.

“Police. Put your hands up!”

Dad's friend rushed in.

The big men let go of Eugenia and turned around to jump into the sea from the window.

It was too dark at night and when everyone rushed to the window, they found that the big men had already swam away and disappeared.

Eugenia hugged her parents and cried inconsolably.

“Mom, Dad, please don’t blame my sister. She was just angry at me because she believed the fans who attacked her and left her disabled were mine, so she wanted her own fans to teach me a lesson in return.

“It’s my fault she became like this. Stop blaming her!”

A trace of guilt flashed across my brother's eyes, then turned into anger as he scolded, “Janette, are you crazy? The people who hurt you have nothing to do with Eugenia, why are you taking your anger out on her!”

My parents' eyes were also filled with disappointment and heartache, they scolded too, “You were the one who made the mistake first, which is why you were abused and humiliated by Eugenia's fans. 

“Not only do you not know how to repent, but you also want to vent your anger on Eugenia. You are so vicious!”

They embraced the crying Eugenia and turned away.

Everyone called me a bad person and an ungrateful person and advised my parents to cut off their relationship with me.

I stammered desperately, begging them to give me a chance to explain, but I was ruthlessly locked in the room.

“Just reflect on yourself here!”

After saying this, my parents ordered someone to lock the room.

The whole family called a doctor and nervously performed various tests on Eugenia. After making sure that she was fine, only then they thought of me.

My father said to the waiter beside him, “Go and release Janette. After being locked up for a whole night, she should have realized her mistake.”

The waiter just walked to the door and bumped into the cruise manager who ran in in a panic.

“Mr. Hendrix, something terrible has happened. Miss Janette...she jumped into the sea last night. All she left behind was a cell phone and it contained a recording of what really happened in the room.

“It turned out Miss Janette was wrongly accused!”