She Smears My Name, I Unleash My True Identity

The first time I met my boyfriends childhood friend, she grinned, grabbed my hand, and squealed, Well, well, well, you lucky dog, how did you manage to snag such a gorgeous woman? She then turned to me, Hey, beautiful, lets ditch these stinky boys.

I thought she was wonderful.

But then, when I returned from the restroom and was about to push open the door, I overheard her, the childhood friend, making malicious comments.

Ugh, its disgusting. That cutesy voice, definitely a pick-me girl, she scoffed. And look, that bag shes carrying isnt cheap. Shes probably hooking up with some rich old man. You guys, you straight guys dont get it, but women know women best. Girls like her are never good girls.

I couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh. Excuse me, cant I just be born into wealth? Rich people have daughters too, you know.

I pulled out my phone and dialed, Cancel the patent license authorization for Sterling Dynamics. Sterling Dynamics was my boyfriends company. Without my patent license, his company was nothing but an empty shell.

The voices inside the room didnt stop. Sophia Lanes cackle was particularly grating.

Darling, Im telling you, when youre looking for a partner, find someone with good character, dont just focus on looks, she chided. Im a slut-detector expert; one look and I can tell shes a manipulative schemer.

I expected my boyfriend, Dylan Sterling, to defend me, even just a little. But he remained silent. Instead, his group of buddies eagerly chimed in, one after another.

She definitely looks like trouble.

I trust Sophia, when has she ever lied to us?

Maybe we should give that girl a test

A few minutes later, I pushed open the private room door. The teasing voices inside instantly died. Most of them instinctively lowered their gazes, avoiding my eyes. Dylan, however, kept sipping his drink, staring straight at me. Sophia showed no sign of guilt, lifting her chin and curving her lips into a smile at me. She acted as if nothing had happened, enthusiastically pulling me to sit down.

Oh, hey, gorgeous, sit next to me. Stay away from those stinky boys. I want to cuddle with a beauty.

Despite her words, she was practically glued to Dylan. She sat between us, effectively separating us. Recalling the malicious speculations from moments before, my face tightened into a grim expression. Yes, Ill keep my distance. You two can get closer.

At my words, the atmosphere in the room solidified. Sophia, feigning disbelief, clapped a hand over her mouth and gasped, Oh my god, youre not one of those relationship-brained types, are you? Its scary how you get jealous if any woman even approaches your man. Sister, thats not good, what man could put up with that? Saying this, she patted Dylans shoulder with exaggerated sympathy, shaking her head. Youre in for it later, buddy.

Dylans face turned from pale to crimson, and he slammed his glass onto the floor with a heavy thud. Summer Reynolds, who are you being sarcastic with?

Oh, so you can talk? I thought you were mute. I shot back, not backing down in the slightest.

Dylans expression completely darkened. He was about to explode again. Sophia tugged at his sleeve, subtly winking at him. The group around them began to scrutinize me with an air of amused expectation. I knew their so-called test was about to begin.

A guy with bright yellow hair spoke first. Thats a nice bag you have. Who gave it to you?

My father, I gritted out.

Father, what kind of father? Is he that kind of father? the yellow-haired guy asked with a malicious smirk. Everyone else understood the insinuation. A roar of laughter filled the room. Dylans face grew even darker.

My expression remained unchanged as I smiled at the yellow-haired guy. You know so much about it; how many fathers do you have? Youre so receptive, you must be the bottom.

The yellow-haired guy jumped to his feet, about to lash out at me. Sophia held him back, then smiled sweetly at me. Hey, gorgeous, how did you end up with a guy like Dylan? Was it a deliberate 'chance' encounter you orchestrated? How romantic.

The implication was clear: she was accusing me of scheming to get close to Dylan. Sophia looked at Dylan, laughing exaggeratedly. Well, I guess it makes sense. My boy is handsome and has a little wealth; its normal for him to be targeted.

I let out a soft laugh, my fingertip unconsciously tracing the expensive patterns on my bag. Even in the dim light, its luxurious quality was undeniable. Didnt your boy tell you that it was love at first sight for him, and he pursued me?

At my words, the smile on Sophias face completely faltered. I continued, mimicking her astonished hand-over-mouth laugh. Oh, my, you didnt know? Your boy was so serious about chasing me back then. He even said he only knew what love was after meeting me. So romantic!

Sophia completely lost control of her expression, her face contorting grotesquely. Before she could say anything, Dylan couldnt sit still any longer. He lunged forward, grabbing me from the sofa. Summer Reynolds, thats enough!

Everyone else was staring at me with ill intent. I forcefully pulled my hand from Dylans grasp, then coldly swept my gaze across the group. Dylans face remained stern, but the frustration in his chest lingered. Apologize to Sophia.

Why should I? I didnt back down one inch.

Sophia bit her lip, looking at me with undisguised resentment. She forced a smile that didnt reach her eyes. Oh, what a temper. Anyone would think youre some heiress throwing your weight around. But dont be angry, gorgeous. We mean no harm, were all just buddies.

I wasnt angry; instead, I smiled as I openly appraised her. Buddies? A cleavage-baring, attention-seeking buddy?

Dylan angrily slammed the table again, glaring at me. Apologize!

Sophia giggled, lightly punching Dylans chest a couple of times. Dont be angry, honey. Then she looked at me. Calm down, Im just used to being around men, so I dont filter my words. Dont mind me.

Indeed, I nodded seriously. As Sophias eyes practically devoured me, I continued, Making baseless accusations, stepping on other women to elevate your own value C you certainly are despicable.

At these words, the entire room fell into a dead silence. The group of people let out awkward, forced laughs. Seeing that I had exposed her, Sophia dropped the act. So what if you heard? If you say its not true, then prove it.

Dylans face tightened. Yes, prove it. Meeting my gaze, Dylans Adams apple bobbed. His eyes held complex emotions: embarrassment from being exposed in front of everyone, but more so, a struggle over how to face me.

I turned to look at Dylan. At that moment, I felt like I was truly seeing him for the first time. Before today, Dylan had been quite good to me. He proactively shared his schedule, kept his distance from other women, and worried more than I did when I was sick. My friends all said I had found the perfect, doting boyfriend. Yet, this very person, simply because of Sophias baseless guesses, doubted my character.

Why should I prove myself? I looked at Sophia. Youd better have evidence. With that, I reached for my phone to call the police. But Dylan suddenly snatched it away. His brows were deeply furrowed, and his eyes held even more disappointment as he looked at me. Summer Reynolds, when did you become so sharp-tongued and petty?

Sharp-tongued and petty? I shed all traces of my smile. Under everyones stunned gazes, I used all my strength and slapped Dylan across the face. I had grown up cherished by my family, never having to endure such humiliation. There was no way I would swallow my anger.

Before anyone could react, I snatched my phone back, grabbed my bag, and turned to walk out with a flourish. Behind me, I heard Sophias shrieks and Dylans furious roar, along with the sound of a shattering bottle.

Dont let my poised departure fool you. The moment I reached my best friends place, I burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably. Honey, I broke up with him!

Oh my god, where are they? Ill go back there with you and kick their asses! my friend yelled, jumping up in a rage.

I pulled her back, crying and laughing at the same time. No need. Im not someone to be trifled with. Theyll regret it soon enough.

Just then, a message from Sophia came through.

[Hey, gorgeous, you alright? Not secretly hiding and crying, are you?]

[Oh well, Ill help you teach Dylan a good lesson. Hes my boy, and he listens to me best.]

She also sent a few photos. Selfies. In the dim streetlights, Sophia was being carried on a tall mans back. Her head rested on his shoulder, a bright smile on her face. Just from the back of his head, I knew it was Dylan.

My best friend, unable to bear it, snatched my phone and made a call. Damn it, you faux-tomboy, you can twist your body like that just to take a picture, are you in heat or something? I really dont know what your mother taught you. Did she only teach you how to be a mistress, and not about decency and honor?

Sophia was stunned by the outburst. You, who are you? How dare you say that to me! Wah, wah, Summer Reynolds, how could you find someone to insult me like this?!

The next second, Dylans furious voice came through. Summer Reynolds, youre becoming more and more unreasonable. As a fellow woman, youre letting your friend spread nasty rumors about Sophia. Sophia and I are completely innocent. Sophia was worried when you ran off by yourself late at night, thats why she came out with me to look for you. If you were even half as sensible as Sophia, I would have

I cut him off. Oh, in that case, you two should thank me.

What? Dylan was confused. I held back my best friend, who was about to unleash another volley of curses. If you didnt use me as an excuse, how else could you have had a romantic moonlight stroll on her back?

Dylan choked. Half a minute later, he explained, completely unblushing. Sophia was walking too fast just now and twisted her ankle accidentally. Its because of you she got hurt, Summer Reynolds, dont you feel any guilt?

Sophia continued to fan the flames. Oh my, your girlfriend is really too sensitive. Never mind, if thats the case, we should interact less in the future. Otherwise, shell just bring her friends to call me a mistress again, and I cant handle that.

Her words, as expected, reignited Dylans anger. Summer Reynolds, apologize

Breakup. I directly cut off his nonsense.

The person on the other end fell silent. I could clearly hear Dylans breathing become heavy. Sophia continued to be sarcastic. I get it, isnt this just playing hard to get? Trying to manipulate you. Dylan, your old man here has been a slut-detector for years; you think I dont understand her little schemes?

My best friend snatched the phone again. Only a whore sees everyone else as a whore.

Meanwhile, I, without another word, blocked and deleted all of Sophia and Dylans contact information.

The next day, I arrived at Sterling Dynamics. The receptionist stopped me, her tone dismissive. Apologies, unauthorized personnel are not permitted entry. I frowned, puzzled. The receptionist gestured for me to look at a group message. I clicked it open. Well, well, well, I had been fired. The person who posted the termination notice was Sophia Lane. Sophia had only returned to the country yesterday, and today she was already in charge?

Passing employees eyed me with sneering looks. Oh, isnt this our bosss gold-digging ex?

How dare she even show up? If I were her, Id be too ashamed to show my face.

The nerve of some people.

I sneered, pushing away the receptionists hand. I dont accept this. If you want to fire me, you need to provide severance. I wasnt short on money. But I wasnt going to make it easy for Dylan.

When I reached my desk, I found all my belongings piled in a corner. Just as I was about to explode, an employee I usually didnt get along with shoved their phone in my face.

You actually dared to show up? Your whole mess has spread throughout the company.

Seriously, Summer Reynolds, being around you makes the air feel polluted.

I stared intently at the phone screen. It displayed several photos. They were candid shots of me, holding my fathers arm, getting into a Rolls-Royce. Several photos, taken from different angles. My face completely darkened.

Who took these photos?

Pfft, are you just lashing out because youre angry? The employees laughter became even more exaggerated.

Other employees gathered in small groups, their naked, mocking gazes fixed on me. Dylan happened to walk past. I thought he would at least reprimand them upon seeing this scene. But he disappointed me once again. Dylan glanced at me. Dont stir up trouble and cause chaos in the company.

Sophia pushed open the door at that moment. She seemed surprised to see me. Why are you still at the company? Werent you fired? I instinctively looked at Dylan. His eyes darted away. He sighed. Summer Reynolds, if you cant tolerate Sophia, then you should leave. Sophia is a highly educated talent from abroad; Ive decided to let her take over your position.

I looked at Dylan in disbelief. I was considered a founding member of the company, and he was just dismissing me like this? Well done.