In my tenth year working at a top-secret agency, my high school group chat suddenly blew up with people frantically tagging me. "Chloe, what's your problem? Are you really not coming to Mia's wedding?" Scrolling through the messages, I realized that Mia, the former high school beauty queen, was getting married today. Every single one of our old classmates was attending. "Sorry, I can't get time off work." I explained formally, only to be met with a barrage of attacks from the group. "What kind of garbage job doesn't even give you a day off?" "Isn't it obvious? She's probably working in some sketchy sweatshop, too embarrassed to show her face." Mia tagged me as well: "Remember our bet back then? I said I'd definitely be doing better than you in the future." I replied honestly: "I don't remember." Seeing this, the others immediately chimed in: "Mia is marrying the richest man in Capitol City! She's literally a billionaire's wife now!" "What, are you pretending to have amnesia because you're doing so badly and afraid of the comparison?" "Could it be you're so broke you can't even afford a wedding gift? How about you set up a GoFundMe and beg us to chip in a little?" Amidst everyone's bombardment, Mia tagged me again, pretending to smooth things over: "I hope you can come to my wedding and witness my moment of happiness!" "For old times' sake, I can even set you up with a job as a nanny later." After saying that, she sent a wedding photo of her and her husband. Looking at the photo of her husband, I was stunned. Isn't this Arthur, the husband who begged to marry me three years ago for a strategic alliance? "Alright, I'll definitely be there to witness your moment of happiness!" 1 Right after replying to Mia, I received a message from Arthur: "Honey, don't work too hard. Remember to come home and see me after your vacation." "I miss you so much." Due to the special nature of my work, I rarely had contact with the outside world. So even after getting married, Arthur and I spent little time together. But he frequently sent me messages expressing how much he missed me. I always thought he loved me very much. Thinking about it now, it just seems ridiculous. After getting approval for leave from my superior, I followed the location Mia posted in the group and drove the special vehicle my boss had assigned me to her hometown. From a distance, I could see a huge red banner hanging above the entrance to Mia's house. "Warmly Welcoming Mr. Arthur Vance, CEO of Zenith Group, to Pick Up the Bride!" Beneath the banner, Mia, wearing a snow-white haute couture wedding dress, eagerly awaited the groom's arrival. She was surrounded by a group of our old high school classmates. "Mia, you hid this so well! We didn't know your man was a billionaire until you got married!" "Yeah! I heard Mr. Vance isn't just incredibly wealthy, but his power is unmatched. No one dares to mess with him. You're amazing for marrying such a top-tier man!" "Mia, you're about to be a billionaire's wife! Don't forget about us old classmates in the future!" Even our high school homeroom teacher was trying to curry favor with Mia: "Mia, the first time I saw you, I knew you were destined for great things." "That's why I never criticized your poor grades in high school. I knew you were born for a life of wealth and didn't need to rely on grades to speak for you!" Amidst the flattery, the corners of Mia's mouth tilted high, her eyes full of smugness and enjoyment. Arthur's abilities were actually quite lacking. If it weren't for his marriage alliance with me, which made his rivals wary, He would have been chewed up and spit out by them long ago. He wouldn't have even come close to becoming a billionaire. I didn't expect this to become the capital for Mia's bragging and others' flattery. Seeing my arrival, the classmates who had just been eagerly brown-nosing instantly frowned, looking at me with disgust. One of Mia's little followers saw the car behind me and immediately scoffed: "Chloe, you've worked for ten years and you drive this domestic piece of trash?" The others burst into loud laughter: "Hilarious. I'd rather die than be seen driving such a cheap garbage car!" "But why does her license plate have so many zeros? That's a special plate you can't buy with any amount of money!" "It's obviously a fake plate! How could she possibly have such a good license plate on that junker?" "No wonder she had the nerve to show up. She slapped on a fake plate to show off! How laughable!" Faced with everyone's belittlement, I kept a straight face: "This license plate is real." "And this isn't a garbage car. It's a national state vehicle." As soon as the words left my mouth, Mia suddenly stepped in front of me. She slapped me hard across the face: "Of course this license plate is real, because this is my husband's car!" "I suspected my husband was keeping a mistress on the side, but I didn't expect it to be you, you bitch!" "You shameless little slut, you actually dared to drive my husband's car to my wedding to provoke me, his rightful wife?" 2 Mia's words made the surrounding classmates widen their eyes in shock: "Mia, this car is your husband's? Are you serious?" Mia looked haughty: "Could it be fake?" "My husband used to drive this car to pick me up. I noticed the license plate was very special, so I took a few photos!" Saying that, she took out her phone and pulled up several photos of her and Arthur. There were intimate photos of them pressing their faces together inside the car, and photos of them snuggling on the hood. In the photos, the interior details of the car and the license plate were captured clearly. It was exactly the same as my car. Seeing this, the crowd instantly sneered: "It really is Mia's husband's car! No wonder she could use such an awesome license plate!" "So it looks like Chloe is definitely a mistress!" Mia was so angry her eyebrows shot up, and she said sharply: "No wonder you haven't posted anything on social media all these years. Turns out you've been busy being a professional mistress." Hearing this, the others also glared at me and said: "Who would have thought? Chloe looks decent on the outside, but she's actually acting as a mistress." "Exactly! I even thought she was a cool, aloof academic overachiever in high school and wrote her a love letter. Now that I think about it, it's disgusting!" "Some people look cool and innocent on the surface, but who knows how slutty they are behind closed doors. The moment they see a rich man, they act like they're in heat, wishing they could walk with their legs spread!" "And she dared to drive her sugar daddy's car in front of his legal wife to provoke her. I think she just can't stand seeing Mia marry well and came here deliberately to ruin the wedding!" Even the homeroom teacher looked at me with contempt and said with disgust: "Chloe, when you go out in the future, never say you were my student." "I've never taught such a morally corrupt student!" The crowd's discussion and condemnation attracted many onlookers, each pointing their fingers at me. Some even took out their phones to take pictures and record me, spitting on me. I took off my outer jacket and threw it in the trash can. Then I faced Mia directly: "You hit someone in public without even understanding the situation. You really are lawless!" Mia was arrogant and bossy: "So what if I hit you? So what if I'm lawless?" "I'm a billionaire's wife now. In Capitol City, I can do whatever I want!" Saying that, she looked at the car behind me: "Just thinking about my husband's car being driven by a vixen like you makes me sick!" "I'd rather destroy something that's dirty than let a cheap slut like you use it!" With that, she picked up a brick from the side of the road and started smashing my car wildly. The windows, the headlights, the hood—she didn't spare anything. "Mia is the future billionaire's wife. We can't let her be bullied by a cheap mistress like Chloe!" Someone in the crowd of classmates yelled out. Everyone then picked up whatever handy tools they could find and started smashing my car with all their might. However, my car was bulletproof. They smashed it for a long time, only managing to leave some scratches; there was no other damage. This made them extremely angry: "What kind of car is this? Why is it so tough?" I looked at them and warned them seriously: "I advise you to stop while you can. This is no ordinary car. Damaging it cannot be solved simply by paying money." Hearing this, Mia got even angrier: "This is my husband's car. I can smash it if I want to. What's the big deal?" The next second, she led everyone to pull open the car doors, got inside, and started slashing wildly at the car seats and interior. The originally neat and clean car interior was instantly torn to shreds. Looking at this group of lawless lunatics, I silently took out my phone and dialed my boss's number: "Sir, the special vehicle assigned to me by the agency has been smashed." 3 Before the person on the other end could speak, Mia's little follower suddenly snatched my phone and smashed it hard on the ground: "Still trying to tattle? You're just a mistress who only knows how to seduce men. Where do you get the nerve?" "Are you planning to call a bunch of your sugar daddies to crush us? Hahaha!" "You're really addicted to showing off. We're all old classmates here. Who doesn't know exactly what you're worth?" "Exactly. Were you reincarnated from a trash can? Why are you so full of garbage?" The old classmates started laughing arrogantly again, mocking me recklessly. I looked at my shattered phone on the ground and said coldly: "I hope you can all still laugh this happily later." Hearing this, Mia grabbed me by the collar: "You bitch, you still dare to threaten us?" While speaking, Mia suddenly noticed the jade pendant necklace at my collar. Her eyes lit up, and she reached out and snatched it off quickly: "This necklace looks expensive. You bought it with my husband's money too, right?" Seeing this, my expression changed drastically: "Give me the necklace back!" Seeing me suddenly tense up, Mia sneered and looked at me: "So nervous? Looks like this necklace is worth a lot, huh?" I was anxious and said quickly: "It's not worth much money, but it's very important to me. Give it back to me quickly!" As I spoke, I reached out to grab it. This jade pendant necklace was the only relic left to me by my parents. They were martyrs, and also my role models. I remember the last time I saw them was the day before my eighteenth birthday. They said that after finishing this mission, They would come back to celebrate my birthday. But I waited and waited at home. I didn't wait for them, only for two boxes of ashes and this necklace. My boss said that before my parents died, they asked him to give this necklace to me. My parents gave their lives to the country. And they left this necklace to me. It was their belated birthday gift. It was also my most cherished possession. I would absolutely not allow anyone to destroy it! "The more you want it, the more I want to destroy it!" Before I could touch it, Mia forcefully threw the necklace onto the ground. Accompanied by a crisp sound, the jade shattered into pieces. Fragments scattered all over the ground. 4 "No!" Watching the only relic left by my parents shatter just like that. My heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife, making it hard to breathe. "You animal!" I instinctively raised my hand, wanting to teach Mia a severe lesson. But ultimately, I stopped my hand in mid-air. Because my boss had repeatedly warned me, saying I didn't know my own strength. It was fine to use it on enemies. But if used on ordinary citizens, it could easily be fatal. He told me not to strike easily. Seeing me stop, Mia smiled triumphantly, pointed at her own face, and provoked: "Hit me! Let's see if you have the guts to hit the wife of a billionaire?" I ignored her provocation, crouched down, and silently picked up the fragments of the necklace from the ground. "Coward!" "You don't dare hit me, but I dare to teach you a lesson!" Mia shouted angrily, turning to look at the classmates: "Teach this bitch a harsh lesson for me!" "Whoever teaches her the lesson that satisfies me the most, I'll give them a hundred thousand dollars!" Hearing this, the old classmates who already found me an eyesore immediately started punching and kicking me. "Still trying to lay a hand on Mia? She's a billionaire's wife now, do you think you're worthy?!" "Exactly. It's just a broken necklace. You earned it by sleeping around anyway. Can't you just service a few more men later? Is there a need to be so dramatic?" "Shameless mistress! Seducing someone else's husband is bad enough, but you still want to fight the legal wife? Do you really think old classmates are easy to bully?" Even the homeroom teacher couldn't help but sneak in a couple of kicks. I endured their punches and kicks while picking up the necklace, saying: "You will regret this!" Hearing this, the old classmates reacted as if they had heard the biggest joke in the world and tilted their heads back in laughter. "Hilarious. Do you still think this is high school? Do you think being a top student makes you superior?" "Exactly. You're nothing but garbage discarded by society now! You're already making money by selling your body, and you still dare to threaten us?" "A mistress should know her place. If you get beaten, stand at attention!" "You shameless slut. Being a mistress and stealing someone's man right under your old classmate's nose, aren't you embarrassed? If I were you, I would have bashed my head against a wall and died long ago!" These people all showed contempt, unscrupulously mocking and humiliating me. The onlookers also criticized me, saying I didn't know my place. Supported by the crowd, Mia grabbed my hair and said arrogantly: "Regret? I've grown this big and I've never regretted anything. I'm waiting to see how a piece of bottom-feeder trash like you can make me regret it!" As soon as her voice fell, hundreds of military off-road vehicles sped over and stopped in front of everyone...
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