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Rose's Revenge: After Being Mistaken for Being a Mistress

When the wife of a subsidiary's head mistakenly accuses her husband's actual boss of being his mistress, a massive misunderstanding escalates into absolute chaos. Armed with groundless suspicions, the jealous wife rallies her circle of wealthy socialite friends to launch a devastating raid on the protagonist's private villa. After they storm the property and ruthlessly smash everything in sight, the stage is set for an unforgettable confrontation of power, wealth, and ultimate retaliation.
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Chapter 2

Makena still wanted to hit me, but just as the high heels hit the ground, the heel broke.

She could only use both hands to hit my head.

I tightly held onto my head, the pain making me grimace.

But as soon as I made a facial expression, the wound on my face started to ache.

Several reporters looked suspicious, saying, "I don't think this lady is short of money, and her appearance doesn't match your husband very well. If she were the vixen, she would have called your husband over a long time ago, she..."

Upon hearing this, Makena stopped what she was doing and was afraid that I would run away, so she straddled me.

She turned her head and glared at the reporter who spoke.

"What do you mean? My husband isn't good enough for her? Which media outlet are you from? What's your employee number?"

The reporter was scared into silence.

At this moment, another wealthy lady walked in from outside.

Her gaze fell on my wrist and she exclaimed, "Look at her watch! She has to be a mistress! Can she afford it herself?"

I finally regained my composure, and my voice was filled with murderous anger.

"Makena, I am your husband's superior, the president of the company! Do you know what you are doing? If you don't stop now, you will end up in jail and your family will be ruined!"

I thought she would be afraid of my identity and apologize, but to my surprise, she laughed even more arrogantly after hearing my words.

"You? A president? How many times did you sleep with guys to get that position? My husband has earned so much profit for the company, and you, a vixen, want to threaten me?"

"If you don't believe me, wait and see whether the chairman will fire you or my husband when this matter becomes big!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately took off her other high heel and prepared to hit me on the head.

Seeing her snarling and exerting force, I could imagine the pain of the heel piercing into my head if she succeeded.

This time, I even used the self-defense skills I had learned before, just to barely break free from under her.

If I didn't lose my temper, she would think that I relied on men to live.

My escape angered her, and her eyes turned red.

At the moment when she raised her hand high, I pointed to the wound on my face and shouted sternly,

"This is the evidence of your intentional harm. There are so many witnesses at the scene, and the cameras have recorded the whole process of you hurting me. Stop now, and I can let you go. Otherwise, you'll be sorry for it!"

When Makena heard these words, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

At this moment, the wives she brought with her rushed in from the door.

All of them started to angrily scold me.

"How can you have the face to call the police? It's outrageous. People here can even down you with their spit! The reporters were called by us. Ask if anyone will be your witness!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the female residents who had hesitated to talk to Makena turned against me and accused me one after another.

"Because of you, she can't afford her son's education anymore. You are enjoying yourself with the mask. If it weren't for you, why would there be so many cars parked in the complex? Insults are flooding the residents' group chat. We should be the ones calling the police, not you!"

The atmosphere at the scene became tense because of these words.

A group of people rushed into my house and started smashing things, but I didn't know who started it.

In an instant, there were loud crashing sounds of porcelain falling to the ground.

Makena regained her fighting spirit, and I was busy trying to stop those people from smashing things. But I couldn't avoid their attacks and was pinned down by several rich ladies.

Her eyes were full of hatred as she focused on my wrist and used the thin heel of her shoe to smash my watch with all her strength.

After a crisp sound, the antique watch face scattered on the floor and became pieces.

Although the force was reduced, the heel of the shoe still pierced straight through my wrist, and blood gushed out instantly.

At this moment, they started to panic.