They Said I Was a Fake Overseas Returnee, So I Prepared a Revenge

"Believe it or not, we can kill you in a minute with just a flick of our fingers!"

I raised my hand and pointed at the door, asking her to get lost again.

Wendy slammed the door and walked out. And I just waited to go on stage again and expose Wendy on the spot. Now this was more direct and effective than showing any certificate.

But then the live broadcast was restarted and the promised French guest was gone.

Olivia smiled at me maliciously, "Celine, the program team has arranged a more exciting segment for you!"

She and Wendy smiled at each other and my head was buzzing.

I realized that the promised opportunity could also be denied.

Anyway, the boss had the final say.

Olivia announced their decision loudly, "In order to end this farce as soon as possible, the program team listened to Mrs. Jones's suggestion and invited two special guests."

As soon as the voice fell, I saw my parents walk onto the stage. They were stared at by countless pairs of eyes and trembled nervously.

I lost control in an instant and asked why the program involved two innocent old people? Come to me if there was anything!

But the next second, my mother raised her hand and slapped me.

She scolded me, "How dare you be so mean! It's all because you didn't learn well and became a liar. Now apologize to Mrs. Jones!"

I was beaten so hard that I saw stars and listened to my parents scolding me for bringing shame to them.

I just found out that the program team came to my parents and said that I was studying abroad and was exposed by Wendy. I was unwilling to make a scene on the program. My parents believed it.

In the eyes of the older generation, how could the boss be wrong? They would only suspect that there was something wrong with their children.

"Your father and I were mumbling. What foreign school name you said is so tongue-twisting and hard to remember, it sounds so unserious! You really are using the family's hard-earned money to fool around abroad!"

My mother's words, which were taken for granted, instantly sent me to hell.

Even my biological parents didn't speak for me and threw dirty water on me. Now no one in the audience believed me.

They scolded me for being a scum and cheating my parents' money.

I explained, but my mother would only say that I was stubborn and asked me to bow to Wendy and apologize.

I stood and refused to bend down.

My dad was so anxious that he slapped me to the ground.

"You little bastard, admit your mistakes! Your parents are doing this for your own good. Otherwise, they will say that you framed Mrs. Jones and will sue you and put you in jail!"

I pulled up the cracked corners of my mouth and sneered. "Let her sue!"

Why should the one who did nothing wrong bow their heads and beg for mercy? Did I have to kneel down to survive?

Wendy threatened me, "It seems that someone is a bastard and he will definitely go to jail!"

My parents were so anxious that they turned around and begged with tears, "Don't! It will ruin my daughter’s future if she go to jail! We... will let her apologize to you!"

My dad pressed my head to the ground and knocked it! Bang, bang, bang, I prostrated to Wendy several times and my head was splitting.

She smiled and said, okay, she would not bear grudges and would not sue me.

But she was obviously afraid that if she went to the police, she would not be able to conceal her fake academic credentials and other CEOs would feel sorry for her.

"Mrs. Jones is just too kind. This liar is still unrepentant. We must severely crack down on her arrogance and never let her go!"

Wendy said lightly, "Then let's unite and let the whole industry ban her, right?"

The bosses nodded with satisfaction. One sentence decided my fate.

My parents burst into tears and begged tremblingly. "Don't! Bosses, please be kind. Our daughter was just confused for a moment. Please let her go. We old couple will apologize for her!"

Instantly, I heard two heavy knees kneeling on the ground.