Forced to Be a Homewrecker

I told Sandra everything that happened when I left, and she couldn't help but laugh in satisfaction. I smiled and said, "There's something even more satisfying. Do you want to hear it?"

Sandra's company was about to launch a new product but was struggling with exposure and traffic.

I proposed that she pretend to collaborate with Tom's company, using the opportunity to expose the ugly truth about Tom and Lauren. When the time was right, Sandra could end the partnership and cut him off completely.

After hearing my suggestion, Sandra laughed so hard she slapped her thigh. "You're ruthless!"

This would not only help Sandra's company gain exposure but also bring down Tom's company in one go.

Sandra kicked back, leisurely crossing her legs, and said, "That's a brilliant idea. How come I never realized how ruthless you are before?"

I chuckled. "He started it."

It had been a while since I had such a relaxed moment. I kicked back on the couch, scrolling through my phone, when I accidentally stumbled upon Lauren's live stream. I was about to swipe away, but then I heard my name.

"Ah, I can't tell you the name of that mistress. That's not very nice, right?

"Since you all keep asking, I can't leave you hanging, can I? The name of the mistress is… Zora."

My eyes widened in shock. The comments in the live chat had already turned into a storm of insults and accusations against me.

Lauren was spreading rumors online that I had meddled in her relationship with Tom and had exposed all my personal information!

"I hope you all don't blame her too much. It's only natural that someone would be attracted to my amazing boyfriend.

"But don't misunderstand, my boyfriend hasn't cheated. That woman just kept throwing herself at him."