I glared at Cole and Cassie. No wonder they had been unusually quiet over the past few days. As it turned out, they had been waiting for this moment.

“Mrs. Foster, don’t listen to their nonsense. They’re slandering me…” I tried to explain.

However, before I could finish, Cassie flung a stack of photos in front of us.

“You’ve been caught red-handed. What else do you have to say?”

The moment I saw the photos, my eyes widened in shock. In the pictures, a man and a woman standing intimately close were clearly Elijah and me, and behind us was my luxury car.

Instantly, everyone turned to look at me with disdain.

“Tsk. So that’s why Mr. Foster gave her a car and a house. It’s because Sadie has that kind of relationship with him.”

“Homewreckers like her deserve to die!”

Seeing the photos, Mrs. Foster burned with rage. She didn’t even give me a chance to explain before she grabbed my hair tightly, pulling so hard it felt like she was ripping my scalp off. She dragged me out onto the street and slapped me left and right without mercy.

Then, she ordered her bodyguards to smash my car while shouting at the top of her lungs, “Gather around, everyone! This woman destroyed my marriage! Not only did she seduce my husband, but she even made him buy her a car and a house! Who do you think you are? Since you love being a mistress so much, I shall show everyone just what kind of disgusting woman you really are!”

Her voice whipped the crowd into fury. People started cursing me, wishing I would die a horrible death. Some even threw rotten eggs at my head, while others hurled their water bottles at me. In no time, I was battered until my scalp was bleeding. Egg and rotten vegetable scraps clung to my hair, making me look utterly miserable.

Enduring the pain, I pulled out my phone and opened the blank chat history between Elijah and me, trying to prove my innocence.

“Mrs. Foster, I swear I didn’t seduce your husband, and I’m not a mistress. Look, I’ve never even spoken to Mr. Foster. How could I possibly be–”

Cassie cut me off. “And what does that prove? Maybe you deleted the chat logs yourself.”

Cole also chimed in immediately. “Sadie, stop being so stubborn. Just apologize to Mrs. Foster and beg for forgiveness.”

I slapped his hand away. “Cassie, Cole, what exactly did I ever do to you? Why are you slandering me like this over and over again?”

With a smug smile on her face, Cassie replied, “I’m just telling the truth. How is that slander? To be honest, I was the one who called Mrs. Foster here. Don’t blame me. As your best friend, I just can’t stand by and watch you make the same mistakes.”

Cole looked equally pleased with himself. “That’s right. You needed a lesson. Otherwise, you’ll stay so materialistic and vain. We’re doing this for your own good.”

Sure, they sounded sincere, but they were clearly doing this to get revenge on me.

At that moment, Mrs. Foster pointed her sharp nails at my face.

“I’ll tear your face apart! I’d like to see how you seduce men then!”

At that critical moment, something suddenly clicked in my mind.

I shouted, “Stop! Mrs. Foster, the photos are edited. This is all a setup by Cole and Cassie!”

“Sadie, even at a time like this, you’re still trying to twist the truth, huh?”

“That’s right. Are you saying we framed you? Where’s your evidence? If you can’t prove it, I can sue you for defamation!”

I snickered and pulled out my phone, playing the in-car surveillance footage in front of everyone.

“This is the evidence!”

At first, Cassie and Cole didn’t take it seriously at all. However, the moment they saw its contents, their faces turned deathly pale, and they collapsed weakly to the ground.