On the day of my son's wedding, I posted a photo of us on social media and was mistaken for a mistress by my future daughter-in-law.

She, along with her bridesmaids, stormed into my house and confronted me.

"You shameless woman, you have the nerve to be a mistress but not the guts to admit it?"

"Today, I'll ruin you at my wedding. You'll never be able to sleep with another man!"

While hurling curses, they began smashing everything in my house.

All the valuable antiques and calligraphy worth billions were ruined.

My future daughter-in-law, Gloria Gonzalez, roughly dragged me to the wedding venue, where she humiliated and tortured me in every possible way.

Just as I was about to lose consciousness from the beatings, my son arrived with a group of relatives.

Covered in blood, I looked at him with vacant eyes.

"It seems there won't be a bride at your wedding," I said.

I had rushed back to the country on a special plane right after surgery abroad, not fully recovered, just to attend my son's wedding.

Upon returning to my private residence, I came across a live outdoor broadcast.

In the video, there was a large group of bridesmaids following a bride in a wedding dress.

"Guys, I'm at my wit's end. My fiancé and I are supposed to get married today, but that mistress just won't give up. Not only has she been pestering my fiancé, but she also sent intimate photos of them together to provoke me. She even messaged me, demanding I break up with him, threatening to ruin my wedding if I don't!" the bride complained in tears.

"How can she threaten me like this?

"I can't stand it anymore. Even though today is my big day, I have to find her."

Tears of grievance streamed down her face as she passionately denounced the mistress.

The viewers of the livestream were riled up and commented fervently.

[Wow, the bride is leading her bridesmaids to confront the mistress on her wedding day. How exciting!]

[This livestream is explosive. No wonder it has attracted a hundred thousand viewers instantly.]

[Show no mercy to the mistress. We support you!']

[Exactly. I despise mistresses the most. My husband left with his mistress.]

[If we don't support the streamer today, tomorrow it could be our husbands being seduced. Girls, let's unite and help the streamer fight against the mistress.]

Encouraged by the viewers' support, Gloria wiped away her tears and spoke with renewed determination.

"Thank you all for your support. I will livestream my punishment of the mistress."

Nowadays, streamers were increasingly pushing boundaries for views, doing anything for traffic. I had never been interested in such broadcasts, but the bride looked familiar to me, so I didn't swipe away.

Suddenly, I realized who she was.

She was my son's bride, Gloria.

I was not a conservative mother and had always supported my son's freedom to date. I never interfered in his romantic affairs.

But my son, Robert Allen, was considerate and always showed me photos and information of his girlfriends.

Gloria and Robert were college classmates and had been in love for five years. Their relationship had always been good, and today was their wedding day.

Although I had never met Gloria, Robert often praised her, so I was quite satisfied with her and had already seen her as my daughter-in-law.

But I didn't expect to come across her in a livestream.

After turning off the livestream, I called my son.

"Robert, today is your wedding day, and you're still out fooling around with another woman? How could you do this to Gloria?" I asked him.

"I didn't," he replied.

"Still denying it? Gloria is out there confronting a mistress on her wedding day. I'm telling you, Gloria looks like a good kid. If you fail her, I will not forgive you. Also, our family will never allow a mistress to enter our home. I came back despite being sick just to attend your wedding. If you mess things up, I won't let you off," I said.

After I hung up the phone, there was a sudden knock on the door.

As soon as I opened it, a force pushed me back.

A group of people swarmed in.

"Everyone, look! This is the mistress we are punishing today!"

"This shameless mistress, using seduction to live in such a luxurious house!"

Before I could steady myself, a phone was shoved in my face, and I was surrounded by harsh insults.

When I looked up, I saw Gloria and her group.

I had no idea why they came to my house.

I tried to explain, "You made a mistake..."

Before I could finish, Gloria slapped me hard across the face. "You shameless woman, you have the nerve to live such a good life using my man's money?"

The sudden slap made me dizzy and disoriented.

The people who burst into my house began to maliciously berate me.

"You shameless woman, you can't do anything right, yet you choose to be a mistress. Were you born to be cheap?"

"Exactly! And you dare to cause trouble on the day of Gloria's wedding. You really need to be taught a lesson."

My neighbors heard the commotion and came to watch, pointing at me and mocking me.

I suppressed the emotions surging in my heart and looked sternly at Gloria.

"You are Gloria, right? You've got the wrong person. I'm not the mistress you're looking for," I said.

Considering that Gloria was about to become my daughter-in-law and that my son might have cheated on her, I decided not to argue with her over a misunderstanding.

I thought she would realize her mistake.

But unexpectedly, she became even more aggressive.

She shouted, "What? You don't admit it? I've seen the photo of my fiancé with you on his FB page."

Gloria took out her phone and showed me a screenshot.

It was the screenshot of the photo I took with my son. Robert had added a caption. "The most important woman for me."

I finally understood.

The mistress Gloria was talking about was actually me.

I said helplessly, "You've got it wrong. I am Robert's mother, not some mistress. Please investigate thoroughly before doing something next time."

Gloria looked at me disdainfully.

"You still want to deceive me? You look at most thirty years old. How could you have given birth to such a grown-up son?" She snorted.

"With your IQ, it's no wonder you can only earn money by selling your tits."

I never thought that looking young could be a crime.

But even though she misunderstood this point, I never threatened or coerced her as she claimed in the live broadcast.

It seemed that Gloria was not as good-natured and obedient as I had imagined.

My gaze at her turned cold, and I said solemnly, "If you don't believe me, you can go and ask Robert."

"No need to ask! Just by looking at you, I can tell you're a shameless vixen. You must have seduced my fiancé for money. After all, his mother is the richest woman."

Gloria glanced at the diamond ring on my finger and sneered, "You shameless woman, you already have a husband, yet you still seduce my man. You're disgusting!

"Girls, smash her house that she earned by selling herself."

Gloria started to act recklessly, smashing whatever she saw.

Her bridesmaids also went wild and started smashing things indiscriminately.

"Guys, we must teach her a hard lesson today. Give us your likes, and we'll show you a first-person perspective of destroying a home," Gloria declared.

Instantly, the live broadcast room was filled with likes, comments, and gifts.

The number of viewers also kept climbing.

Gloria and her bridesmaids were very happy while smashing things. Everything they saw was destroyed.

Flowerpots, antiques, and jewelry were all ruined.

They picked up the items and smashed them into pieces.

The expensive clothes and limited edition bags were all cut up with scissors.

They were just like robbers.

My once clean and tidy villa was reduced to a mess, with fragments and garbage all over the floor.

I looked at them sternly and warned, "These things are not cheap. Aren't you afraid of me demanding compensation?"

Gloria snorted with disdain, "You think you can threaten me with this? These things were all bought by my fiancé with his money. His things are my things, and I'm smashing my things. Do I need to compensate you? Who do you think you are?"

After smashing everything in my house, they dragged me out of the villa.

"What are you doing? Let me go!" I shouted.

I had just had surgery and was weak, so I couldn't break free from them and could only shout.

Gloria sneered at me.

"The show has just begun. Today, I'll show you the consequences of stealing my man," she said.

Gloria and her group pushed me into the car and then drove away.

"What are you planning to do?" I asked coldly, sitting in the car.

Gloria assumed a queenly posture and looked at me with contempt. "What are we planning to do? Of course, we're going to make you a disgrace at my wedding."

I laughed angrily, "I advise you not to make a big scene. Otherwise, you'll be the one who ends up embarrassed."

This was meant as a piece of advice to Gloria, but she laughed as if she had heard a funny joke.

Then the whole car burst into mocking laughter, and even the livestream chat was filled with "hahaha" comments.

"I'm just punishing a cheap mistress. What's there to be embarrassed about? Who would believe your crap?" She snorted.

The car soon arrived at the entrance of a luxurious hotel.

Gloria and her bridesmaids dragged me into the hotel's largest banquet hall.

The entire hotel was filled with a festive atmosphere, with wedding photos of Gloria and Robert placed at every corner.

The large banquet hall was already filled with many relatives and friends from the bride's side.

As soon as they saw me, their gazes became sharp.

"Gloria, is this the mistress you just said you were going to teach a lesson to?" Asked Gloria's mother, Beverly Gonzalez.

She walked over and sized me up with disdain.

"Yes, this is the bitch!" Gloria replied, glaring at me.

"She doesn't look like anything good. How dare she seduce Robert? Does she really think she can rely on her looks to rise to the top?"

Beverly spat at me as if I were something filthy.

The female relatives at the scene also shouted angrily, "Gloria, this kind of woman who wants to change her fate by marrying into a wealthy family must be taught a hard lesson and set as a bad example."

"I hate two types of people the most: poor people and cheap people. I can smell the stench of poverty from a mile away. It's disgusting."

"Poor and cheap. Just looking at her makes me sick."

These people bombarded me with their words, reducing me to nothing.

I remembered Robert once told me that Gloria's family wasn't well-off.

At that time, I said I didn't care about family status, as long as the bride had a good character and they loved each other.

But now, her family was acting like they were at the top of the social pyramid.

I looked at them and countered, "Your manners and attire are just ordinary, so how can you look down on me?"

My words annoyed them. "What would a mistress who hasn't seen much of the world understand? We may not seem like anything special now, but soon we'll be the in-laws of the richest woman. With her backing us, we'll become millionaires."

"That's right. Someone like you, who's so low that you have to be a mistress, should feel lucky to even be in the same room as promising people like us."

"You dare to speak disrespectfully to us? Your arrogance knows my bounds."

Their words struck me dumb.

It turned out they considered themselves superior just because of me.

They believed that because Gloria was marrying my son, they were becoming the in-laws of the richest woman and thus had the right to look down on poor people.

They even imagined themselves as millionaires already.

It was ridiculous.

I shook my head helplessly. "If the richest woman you're talking about knew your family behaved like this, she might not want to be in-laws with you."

"You bitch, how dare you curse me?" Gloria snapped with rounded eyes.

She directly aimed the camera at me and ordered the bridesmaids, "How dare a mistress be so arrogant? Ladies, strip her clothes off and make her famous!"