They Framed Me to Steal My Company, Unaware of My Secret

Allie's POV

“Can you?”

The innocent-yet-overly-dramatic look on her face almost made me gag.

“You wrote my name wrong. You clearly don’t know anything about my car except the brand. And you honestly think a few words from you are enough for me to pay off your debts? Do I look stupid to you? Whoever slept with you, go find him. If you keep framing me, don’t blame me for taking legal action,” I said, then pushed myself to my feet, wobbling a little, ready to leave.

Kiera panicked. She bounced her crying child in her arms and shouted, “Fine, go! But if you walk away now, don’t you ever dream of seeing this child again! I’ll jump right now with my son, and we’ll die right in front of you. I won’t interrupt you and your new girlfriend again!”

Before anyone could react, she ran straight through the crowd with the child in her arms.

Two minutes later, warning lights lit up at the highest point of the roller coaster. She was sitting up there with the baby, body swaying dangerously.

“Allie,” she cried, her voice echoing through the amusement park. “I don’t blame you for forgetting me… or for pretending you don’t know me. I only blame myself for trusting the wrong person. If there’s a next life, if I had the kind of family background that your girlfriend has, would our ending have been different?”

Her voice was so tragic that even I felt a secondhand chill. Gwendolyn and I never imagined a scam artist could take things this far. We stood there, stunned.

Suddenly, someone shoved me hard from behind. A man yelled in my ear, “What the hell are you standing around for? Go save her! She’s talking suicide, just agree to whatever she wants! A life is at stake! If she really dies, that’s on you! I’ve never seen a more shameless man. Your wife and kid are about to jump and you just stand here? You probably acted the same way at your parents’ funerals! Surely, you’ll get what you deserve soon!”

I wanted to shout that the child wasn’t mine, that I had zero reason to panic, but this really wasn’t the moment for explanations.

Because someone had already started livestreaming. And of course, the camera was pointed right at me.

For views, the streamers exaggerated every detail. In their narrative, I was a heartless cheater dumping my wife and child for a new woman, and now the ex was about to kill herself because of me.

Within seconds, the livestream room had tens of thousands of viewers, and the comments were exploding.

[Girl, don’t do it! The one who should die is him!]

[If you die, you’re just giving that cheating bastard and the homewrecker a chance!]

[Think of your child! He still needs you!]

[Trash man! Hope you get struck by lightning!]

Phones were pointed at my face from every angle. The screaming crowds and the curses online were drowning me.

I had no choice but to try negotiating with Kiera. But no matter what I said, she refused to come down unless I paid her one million and a half.

After half an hour of this nightmare, the police finally arrived, and I almost collapsed in relief.

“Officer, I want to report a crime! She falsely accused me of getting her pregnant and is extorting me for one million and a half! But I’m not even—”

I couldn't even finish saying “a man” because Kiera’s hysterical sobs came from above. “Officer, don’t believe him! I have proof! I secretly did a paternity test!”

The officers tried to coax her down, telling her everything could be sorted out on the ground and they would protect her rights. But she refused. Instead, she threw two sheets of paper from the top.

They fluttered to the ground in front of me, then a heavy sense of dread settled in my stomach.

I asked the officer quietly, “Officer, can she hear what I’m saying from up there? I’m not even speaking loudly. How did she know exactly what I said?”

The crowd looked like they were seconds away from rushing over to beat me up.

“Officer, did you hear that? How can he talk like that? He didn’t believe the girl from the start! She knew he doubted her, so of course, she prepared evidence. Isn’t that normal?”

I tried to explain, but no one listened.

The officer held the report in his hands and slowly unfolded it. A hush fell over everyone, and all eyes locked on the page.

At the same time, a notification popped up on my phone from an unfamiliar number.

[After today, you’re completely finished, Allie. This is my first gift to you.]

Before I had time to process those words, a heavy thud sounded from a distance.

The entire crowd erupted in panic.

“Someone jumped! Someone jumped! Help!”

“That poor girl must’ve died with resentment. She won’t let that bastard go even as a ghost!”

The officer froze. Then he shoved the report into my hands and sprinted toward the commotion without looking back.

“That kid is yours! You’ll never clear your name now!”