My best friend and I go to a music festival together. There, my brother's girlfriend locks me in the toilet.

"Young women these days are so shameless—I can't believe you had the nerve to seduce my CEO boyfriend! I'm going to teach you a lesson today since your parents obviously didn't raise you right!"

She refuses to listen to my explanation. She pours dirty water all over me before slapping me in public and stripping me. Then, she brands me with an insult.

By the time my brother arrives, I'm tormented beyond recognition.

"I can explain, Spencer! I thought you were lying when you said she was your sister!"

I had put careful effort into dressing up for a date with my best friend, Ava Whitlock. We'd agreed to attend a music festival together in the city center.

As there was quite a bit of traffic on the road, I randomly checked out a live-streaming app on my phone. A live-stream video popped up upon entering the app.

The streamer, Brianna Giles, and several of her flashily dressed friends quickly caught my attention. I always enjoyed checking pretty ladies out, so I clicked on the live-stream video and began watching it.

But I was surprised to see the pretty Brianna crying in distress once I clicked on the video. She looked like she'd been gravely wronged.

"My boyfriend and I are in a long-distance relationship. I had no choice but to break up with him when I went abroad for studies three years ago. Unexpectedly, he still has feelings for me and was waiting for me to return after all these years, so we got back together again a month ago.

"This time round, I returned to Vireslo earlier than expected to give him a surprise. But guess what? I saw… I saw him with his arms wrapped intimately around another woman on the streets!

"So I confronted his side chick, and that seductress actually had the audacity to taunt me! She claimed that she was younger and prettier than me, called me an old hag, and even vowed that she'd take my place one day!

"My boyfriend's the CEO of a large corporation. I'm sure that tramp's only out for his money! Oh, I'm truly heartbroken!"

My heart ached uncontrollably to see such a pretty young lady being picked on by someone who had intruded on her relationship. And based on the comments, I wasn't the only one who felt that way.

The comments section was flooded with all sorts of comments backing her up and complaining about how she'd been mistreated.

"Oh, you poor thing! Had it been my boyfriend who had cheated on me, I'd skin both him and the tramp alive!"

"Is this how the world is turning out to be? Are side chicks really getting bolder these days?"

"This is unfair! If the law is unable to deal with homewreckers, then we'll have to take things into our own hands! They should get the punishment they deserve!"

"I agree with the comment above. We're better off taking action ourselves than waiting for someone else to handle them! You need to toughen up, Brianna! We'll help you take care of that minx!"

Brianna's mood seemed to lighten up gradually as she read the heated discussion in the comments section. Her gaze became resolute.

I was just about to leave a comment advising her not to act rashly when the car suddenly came to a halt.

"We're here, Ms. Crawford."

I exited the live-stream and picked up my new bag. As I got out of the car, I told the chauffeur, "You can head back now. There's no need to come and get me later. I'll find my own way home."

After leaving my instructions for the chauffeur, I excitedly walked toward the venue where the music festival was held.

Ava had already entered the main area and was waiting for me inside. I decided to use the washroom before heading in so that I wouldn't have to come out again later.

But after I was done using the toilet, I simply couldn't get the door of the cubicle I was in to open, no matter how hard I tried.

Could the janitor have accidentally locked the door from the outside?

I was anxious. If nobody noticed that I was locked in here, I might miss the show. As Ava had already entered the main area, she wouldn't be able to come out now.

I called out loudly, "Is anyone out there? Help me!"

"Don't panic. We'll let you out when the time is right."

Was there really someone out there? I was so happy I nearly jumped for joy. Thank goodness I'd be able to get out!

But what I heard next caused me to freeze on the spot.

"Ladies and gentlemen, here's the side chick that I'll be dealing with today! Don't worry, I have friends keeping guard outside, so no one will be saving her even if she screams her lungs out!"

Side chick? Since when was I anyone's side chick? Besides, this lady sounded like the live-streamer, Brianna, that I'd been watching on my way here!

I shouted out through the door and explained, "You've got the wrong person! I'm no side chick!"

I thought that things would be alright once I cleared up the situation. Surely, they'd let me out once they knew that they'd gotten the wrong person!

But I heard a woman's voice say angrily, "You shameless woman! You homewreckers are always kept in the dark! No man would ever publicly admit that you're his side chick! If Bree hadn't been smart enough to send someone to shadow you, we'd never have found you in such a short time!"

"Quit wasting time talking to her! What's the point in conversing with a tramp?" Brianna interjected.

Seconds later, a pail of cold, stinky mop water was dumped on me, drenching me from head to toe.

I shivered and choked reflexively as the water entered my eyes, mouth, and nose. I felt light-headed. My make-up, which I'd spent two hours on, was ruined, and my wet hair stuck to my face as water dripped off them.

Who would have thought that Brianna, who looked innocent and harmless in the live-stream, would have no qualms doing such a heinous thing? Even if this was a mess up, they were too much!

I shouted, "Are you crazy? I told you that you got the wrong person! Can't you hear me?" I banged on the door with all my might, trying to push the door open.

All of a sudden, the door swung open from the outside. I lost my balance and fell face-first on the floor. It hurt so much that I blacked out for a moment.

"This is what you get for intruding in other people's relationships!"

A few mocking laughs and a torrent of curses and insults soon followed.

Just then, my phone, which had fallen to the floor, began vibrating. Ava was calling me. I pathetically crawled over in an attempt to pick it up, but one of Brianna's friends got to it before I did. She turned my phone off and tossed it into a toilet bowl.

Brianna pulled me up by the scruff of my neck and pointed her phone camera at me.

"Look here, guys! This is the vixen who stole my boyfriend! She's so young yet so shameless! Since your parents never bothered teaching you right from wrong, I'll help them do the honors and teach you a lesson today!"

With that, a slap landed on my cheek.

The live-stream viewers were exhilarated to see the so-called side chick being hit.

"Yeah! Teach her a good lesson! Homewreckers deserve to be beaten up!"

"She's such a shameless woman! Walking around in that short skirt in broad daylight! Tsk! Though I must say, she's got quite a hot figure!"

"This should serve as a warning to all homewreckers!"

I was all worn out from the continued assault, but I mustered all my energy and explained helplessly, "I honestly never intrude on anyone's relationship! You've got the wrong person! You better stop all this now, or I won't let you off!"

Brianna sobbed miserably in front of her viewers. "Do you hear that, guys? The side chick is threatening me!"

The viewers got all worked up and left agitated comments to egg her on.

No matter how desperately I fought back, I was outnumbered. Brianna instructed some of them to haul me into a car.

Just as I was about to ask where they were taking me, Brianna produced a rag to blindfold me. I slowly lost consciousness.

By the time I regained consciousness, I found myself in what seemed like a karaoke room with dim lighting. My face and body stung with pain.

There was a group of over 20 people in the room. They circled and stared at me when they noticed that I had come round.

Amidst the crowd, Brianna was still streaming with her phone pointed straight at me.

"Oh, you're awake now?" Brianna appeared excited to see me awake.

"Is this the homewrecker you were talking about, Bree? That bag that she's carrying is worth several hundreds of thousands. Your boyfriend didn't buy her that, did he?"

"Oh, what a shameless woman! Did she really get Spencer to buy her such an expensive bag?"

Before I could even get my bearings straight, I heard several people from the crowd berating me aloud.

Hang on, did they say Spencer? Was Brianna's boyfriend that they were talking about my brother, Spencer Crawford?

I had indeed heard Spencer mention that his first love, whom he'd been waiting for all these years, was finally coming back to Vireslo. He had even made a dinner reservation at the best rooftop restaurant in the city to introduce us to each other tonight.

But from what I heard from him, his first love was a gentle, understanding, sweet, and nice young lady! How could she possibly be the vile and malicious Brianna?

But I recalled how pitiful she looked in her live-stream earlier today, and I couldn't help thinking to myself that this woman was far more than what met the eye.

I looked her in the eye and enunciated each word clearly, "If the person you're referring to is Spencer Crawford, the CEO of Everbright Group, I suggest you let me go right this instant. I'm Spencer's sister, and he'll make every single one of you pay!"

The room fell silent momentarily before they all burst out laughing. Brianna guffawed as though she'd heard the greatest joke of the century.

"Are you finally admitting to having a relationship with Spencer? What age are we in now? Are you still trying to play the fool with me? I've known Spencer since our college days, and he'd never mentioned anything about having a sister!"

Without even giving me a chance to explain myself, Brianna held my chin in a vise-like grip.

She said viciously, "I told Spencer that I'd be on a flight back to Vireslo this afternoon. He initially agreed to come and pick me up, but he bailed on me at the last minute today. He claimed that he's got an important meeting he couldn't afford to miss. I say he's going to the music festival with you, isn't he?"

I forcefully turned my head away and exclaimed exasperatedly, "I'm going to the music festival with my best friend! How delusional are you to put together such a story?"

That seemed to piss Brianna off as a venomous look appeared on her face. She turned to a few of her friends beside her and instructed, "Go and bring it in! I'd like to see how much longer she'll run her smart mouth!"

Upon receiving Brianna's instruction, several of the women ran out eagerly.

My heart sank as a bad premonition came over me. I feigned calmness and tried to reassure myself. I warned her, "What are you up to, Brianna? If you try anything funny, Spencer will never forgive you!"