Frame Me with a Leak Watch Me Ruin Your Billionaire Family

On the day of my wedding dress fitting, my fiancs childhood friend pointed at my open-back dress and burst out laughing.

Oh, Nina, isn't this dress a bit too conservative for you? It doesnt really match your wild style on *OnlyFans*, does it?

Especially that red mole on your waist. Its a carbon copy of the girl in that viral videoyou know, the one who slept with three guys in one night.

I pulled the curtain shut, looking at her with cold eyes. "You looked quite closely, Lily. Did that girl also have my last name?"

Lily looked terrified, instantly shrinking into my fiancs arms, trembling.

"Im sorry, Harrison. I just didn't want you to be kept in the dark and marry a dirty woman."

Harrisons face went completely black. He violently shook off my hand, wiping his palm on his pants as if I were a piece of garbage.

"Nina, you make me sick. Take off that filthy dress right now!"

Lily smirked, sticking her tongue out slightly before clinging to Harrisons arm again.

"Exactly. A sacred wedding dress is only meant for pure, innocent girls."

Just as Harrison reached out to tear the dress off me.

The fitting room door was kicked open with a loud bang. My best friend, Chloe, who had literally just transmigrated back from a web novel world, stood there holding a shiny aluminum baseball bat.

"Lets see who dares to touch her. That girl in the videoisnt it yourself, Lily?"

**1**

The metal bat slammed into the fitting mirror.

With a deafening crash, the glass shattered. Shards flew everywhere, some slicing right through Harrisons designer suit.

Harrison froze, instantly releasing his grip on me.

Chloe rested the bat in her palm, tapping it lightly. She tilted her chin, staring him down.

"Well, aren't we powerful, Harrison? Tearing a woman's clothes offis this the famous Cole family upbringing?"

The store clerks outside didn't dare to move or make a sound.

I rubbed the red marks on my wrists.

Harrisons neck flushed red. He took a step back, eyeing Chloes bat, and growled, "This is between me and Nina! Its none of your business! With the kind of dirty things she did, me not beating her up right here is already showing respect to her family!"

Lily crept out from the corner, hiding behind Harrison, clutching his shirt.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Chloe, how could you treat Harrison like this..."

Lily pointed at the lace cutout on my waist, where a small red mole sat.

"I know you two are close, but the evidence is right there! The girl in that video has the exact same mole in the exact same spot! Nina made that kind of video just for money... she has no self-respect!"

The people around us started whispering.

"You really can't judge a book by its cover. She looks like such an elegant designer, but in private..."

"I've seen that site. She was really wild."

"Poor Harrison. His head is practically a forest of green."

Their judgmental stares landed on my bare back.

I looked at Lily. I had sponsored her college tuition, brought her into the fashion industry, and in return, I reared a venomous snake.

Just as I was about to speak, Harrison roared.

The murmurs of the crowd made him lose all face. He didn't want to investigate, nor did he want to protect me.

"Nina! Haven't you embarrassed me enough?"

Harrison pointed his finger right at my nose, spitting as he yelled, his eyes filled with pure disgust.

"I don't care if it's real or fake! As long as people are talking about it, you are dirty! The Cole family will never accept a stained bride! Now, take off that dress and get the hell out of here! Don't let your filth ruin my eyes!"

The last shred of my affection for him evaporated.

This was the man I had loved for ten years. Easily swayed, double-standard, and always ready to sacrifice me to save his own face.

Chloe raised her bat again.

I put my hand on her arm.

Chloe turned her head, her brows knitted tight.

I shook my head.

If we were going to end this, we were going to end it completely.

I turned around, walked to the workstation, and picked up a heavy pair of tailor's shears.

Harrison took a step back, staring at me. "What are you doing? Have you lost your mind?"

Lily shrieked, burying her face in Harrisons chest. "Nina, don't be reckless! Murder is a felony!"

I looked down at this wedding dress. It had taken me three months to hand-sew it.

I raised the shears and sliced down.

*Rip!*

The sharp sound of lace tearing and silk ripping echoed through the room.

I didn't stop.

The train, the corset, the hand-beaded embroidery...

Within minutes, the dress was reduced to a pile of shredded rags on the floor.

I tossed the shears aside with a loud clang.

Wearing only the ruined lining of the dress, I stepped over the fabric and looked up at him.

"You're right, Harrison."

I stared into his stunned face.

"I don't want filthy things either."

I grabbed Chloes hand and walked out.

As we passed Lily, I paused. "Nice performance, Lily. Lets hope your stage stays standing for a long, long time."

Lilys body stiffened, but she quickly put back on her terrified face.

Outside, the sun was shining brightly.

We got into the car. Chloe threw the baseball bat into the back seat, slammed her foot on the gas, and the car roared forward.

Neither of us spoke for a long time.

Finally, Chloe broke the silence. "Its an AI face-swap."

I leaned against the headrest, looking out the window.

"I know."

Chloe glanced at me. "No, you don't. This isn't just a simple face-swap; it's a plot. The original footage was filmed by Lily when she was studying abroad. She swapped her face with yours. In the original storyline of this world, you would be ruined, kicked out by the Cole family, and eventually die of severe depression."

I used to not believe in things like "storylines," but looking at Harrison's disgusting face today, I believed it.

"A storyline?"

Chloe gripped the steering wheel tighter. "But I'm back now, Nina. This time, I won't let you lose."

I looked down at the calluses on my fingers.

If Lily wanted to play, I would play with her until the very end.

"Chloe."

"Yeah?"

"Find the source of that video. And I want to know exactly how 'colorful' Lilys life abroad really was."

Chloe let out a cold laugh. "Already on it."

The car entered a tunnel, and the world around us went dark.

***

**2**

My phone buzzed incessantly in my palm, the screen flashing non-stop.

On my Snapchat and Instagram, the direct messages were a sea of red notifications, stuck at 999+.

Lily had moved fast.

Less than two hours after we left the bridal boutique, an edited video was trending at the bottom of the hot search list.

The footage was heavily edited, showing only Chloe pointing a bat at Harrison, and me aggressively shredding my wedding dress.

The caption read: *Billionaire's Bride-to-Be Caught in Wild Sex Scandal, Freaks Out After Engagement Canceled.*

The comment section was filled with paid bots and angry keyboard warriors.

Photoshopped funeral pictures of me flooded my feed. My design sketches were defaced with hateful slurs.

"She looks so elegant, but she's such a slut in private."

"Why isn't this woman dead yet?"

"I heard she's a designer? Who would dare wear her clothes? You'd catch an STD."

I swiped through the screen, taking screenshots of the most active accounts.

*Thud!*

The front door was kicked open, slamming hard against the wall.

Harrisons mother, Eleanor, stormed in with disheveled hair, with Lily trailing meekly behind her.

Just as I stood up.

*Slap!*

My face whipped to the side. My ears rang, and the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth.

I pressed my tongue against my cheek and looked at Eleanor.

"You shameless bitch! You've dragged the Cole family name through the dirt!"

Eleanor pointed at my face, her massive emerald ring almost scratching my eyes.

"I never wanted you in our family! If Harrison hadn't insisted, you wouldn't even be fit to wipe our shoes! Now that video is everywhere, and the whole city is laughing at us!"

Lily held Eleanors arm, gently patting her back. "Please calm down, Eleanor... Nina probably just made a mistake. She did it for the money..."

"Money? Did the Cole family ever starve her?" Eleanor roared. "Nina, return the $500,000 engagement fund immediately! And every single piece of jewelry and designer bag Harrison bought youspit them all out! Issue a public statement admitting that this was entirely your moral failure and has nothing to do with the Coles!"

I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth and looked at Lily.

She was smirking behind Eleanor's back.

The living room was filled only with Eleanors shrill screaming.

Lily went to get a glass of water, leaning in close to me as she passed.

Her perfume was sickeningly sweet.

"Does your face hurt, Nina?" she whispered, her voice barely audible. "The video might be fake, but Harrison believes it. Look at you now. Where is that proud designer attitude? I honestly can't wait to see you completely destroyed."

With that, she quickly took two steps back, shrinking her shoulders to look weak.

My phone rang in my pocket.

It was Harrison.

Right in front of them, I picked up and hit record.

Harrison's voice blasted through the speaker.

"Nina, my mom is at your place, right? Don't blame her for her temper. You went too far this time."

"For the sake of our ten years together, I'll give you one last chance."

"Go to the hospital and get a virginity check and a full STD screening. Show me the clean report, and I won't cancel the wedding."

He paused.

Hearing no response from me, he continued, "But you can't be my legal wife anymore. Lily is pure and innocent; she can't be subjected to this humiliation. Lily will be my legal wife to keep up appearances, and Ill buy you a penthouse to keep you as my mistress. As long as youre submissive, Ill still provide for you."

Keep me as a mistress? An STD screening?

I gripped my phone and burst into a cold laugh.

"Harrison, if the water in your brain leaked out, it could flood the entire Hudson River."

I hung up and saved the recording.

This was piece of evidence number one.

I looked up, staring directly at Eleanor.

"I will return your money, and I don't give a damn about any of your trashy gifts."

I took a step forward. Eleanors legs hit the edge of the sofa, forcing her to stumble back.

"But we have some accounts to settle."

"That slap, and breaking into my houseI've recorded both."

I threw the front door wide open and pointed outside.

"Take your precious foster daughter and get the hell out."

Eleanor's eyes widened. "You dare kick me out? This house belongs to the Coles!"

"The deed has my name on it. I paid the down payment, and I pay the mortgage. It has nothing to do with your family." I pulled out my phone. "If you don't leave in three seconds, I'm calling the police for home invasion and robbery."

Lily tugged at Eleanors sleeve. "Eleanor, lets go first. Nina is emotionally unstable right now..."

Eleanor spat on the floor as Lily guided her out.

"Nina, just you wait! Youll be begging me on your knees soon!"

The door slammed shut.

Silence returned.

I slid down against the door, sitting on the cold hardwood floor.

The recording file showed *Saved* on my screen.

I wanted to cry, but I forced the tears back.

Crying was useless.

If I wanted to survive and drag these people down from their pedestals, I had to be dirtier and meaner than them.

***

**3**

The next morning, I walked into my fashion design firm.

Before I even reached my desk, the pungent smell of wet paint hit my nose.

My desk was covered in bright red paint, dripping onto the carpet.

My sketches were torn to shreds, my computer screen was smashed into a spiderweb, and several keys had been pried off my keyboard, replaced with chewed gum.

The assistants who used to call me "boss" or "mentor" kept their heads low, clutching their folders and avoiding my gaze.

A few colleagues nearby weren't even trying to hide their whispers.

"How does she still have the nerve to show up?"

"I heard that video is incredibly wild."

"Stay away from her. Don't catch whatever she has."

I pushed open the door to my bosss office. Mr. Henderson was smoking, not even looking up as he pointed at the termination contract on his desk. "Sign it."

The reason: *Severe damage to the company's public image. Demanding heavy breach-of-contract fees.*

I flipped to the last page. "The police investigation isn't even over, and you're already declaring me guilty?"

Mr. Henderson crushed his cigarette in the ashtray and spun his chair around. "Nina, Harrison Cole personally called me. No one in this industry dares to cross the Cole family. Don't blame me. You brought this on yourself."

I signed my name and put the pen down.

"My lawyer will handle the fees."

As I stepped out of the building, my phone vibrated. It was a text message from the hospital reminding me to pay my mother's upcoming surgery fee.

I opened my banking app to wire the money.

A red exclamation mark popped up: *Account Frozen.*

It was a joint account between Harrison and me, but it held the life-saving money I had saved for my mother. Harrison had actually gone this far for that woman.

I took a cab straight to the Cole Group headquarters.

At the entrance, the security guard blocked my path. "Miss Barlow, orders from above. You are not allowed inside." He looked anywhere but at me.

"Tell Harrison to come down."

"Oh, look who it is. If it isn't Nina."

Lily walked out from the VIP elevator, dressed in Chanels latest haute couture, clutching a limited-edition Herms Birkin bag.

She walked up to me and twirled. "Harrison is in a board meeting. He doesn't have time for peasants. I heard your mothers surgery fee is overdue? If you beg me nicely, maybe Ill throw some spare change your way."

People were constantly passing through the lobby, and every eye was glued to me.

I glanced at the bag in her hand.

"Lily, that outfit was released just last month. It costs more than three years of your salary. How much limit does Harrisons credit card even have left for you to burn?"

Lily gripped her bag tighter, her neck stiffening. "Harrison loves spending money on me. Whats it to you?"

"Enjoy it while it lasts."

I turned and walked away.

Lily screamed behind me, "Nina! What the hell is that supposed to mean!"

Back in my car, Chloes call came through. The background was filled with the rapid clacking of a keyboard.

"I found it."

"The IP address that uploaded the video is located in the second-floor guest room of the Cole mansionLilys bedroom. I tracked it further and managed to hack into her private, encrypted cloud storage."

Chloe paused.

"Nina... it's filled with her own videos. Extremely explicit, with price tags and custom services. Shes the one whos actually filthy."

I buckled my seatbelt. "Back it up. Save it to the cloud."

"Already done. Also, I got some intel. Harrison is planning something big at the charity gala tomorrow night. Hes going to publicly cancel your engagement and announce his proposal to Lily."

The annual charity gala. It would be broadcast live across the city.

Harrison wanted to completely ruin me to pave a golden path for Lily.

"Tomorrow night," I said, watching the city skyline recede in my rearview mirror. "Well send him an engagement present hell never forget."

***

At the five-star hotel ballroom.

Chloe had secured two VIP invitations. We stood quietly in the shadows of a corner.

Harrison entered, with Lily clinging to his arm.

Lily was wearing a white mermaid gown, surrounded by a crowd praising her "artistic talent."

I stared at the dress.

That was a discarded sketch I had thrown into the trash can a month ago. She had fished it out, added two cheap lines, and claimed it as her own original design.

The lights dimmed, and a spotlight focused on the main stage.

Harrison led Lily up to the stage and grabbed the microphone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have an important announcement to make."

The massive LED screen behind them lit up.

On the left was my professional headshot. On the right was the AI face-swapped nude photo, with the red mole on my waist heavily zoomed in.

The room erupted into gasps. People started whispering, their eyes scanning the room to find me.

Harrison pointed at the screen. "Nina Barlows private life is disgustingly wild. She makes and sells these kinds of videos. The Cole family will never accept such a vile woman! As of today, our engagement is officially null and void!"

Some people clapped; others spat out curses.

Suddenly, Lily clutched her stomach and stumbled backward.

"Ah!" She grabbed Harrisons suit jacket, pointing toward the VIP lounge. "Just now... Nina pushed me... my baby..."

Harrison caught her, his eyes wild with fury as he swept his gaze across the room, instantly locking onto me in the corner.

"Nina!"

He charged down the stage.

I didn't move. In the next second, cold fingers clamped hard around my throat.

Harrison slammed me against a marble pillar, his face inches from mine. "Ruining my reputation wasn't enough? Now you want to kill my child?"

I didn't struggle. I just looked directly into his eyes. "It's fake."

"Fake?!"

Harrison grabbed a glass of red wine from a passing waiters tray and splashed it directly into my face.

The cold liquid stung my eyes and entered my nose, making me cough violently as I bent over.

Several hired instigators in the crowd immediately started shouting.

"I've seen the video! It's definitely her!"

"Scammer! Give us back our money!"

"A woman like her belongs in prison!"

Security guards rushed over, grabbing my arms and dragging me to the floor.

Nearby, a champagne tower wobbled slightly.

Suddenly, a loud *clunk* echoed through the room.

The automated doors of the ballroom locked shut.

All the lights went out instantly.

The massive LED screen flickered with static, turned black, and then a line of blood-red text flashed on the screen:

**[WHO IS THE TRULY FILTHY ONE?]**

Immediately, an unedited, raw video began to load. The loading circle spun twice.

The audio came first.

It was Lilys high-pitched, moaning voice, echoing with crystal clarity through the dead-silent ballroom.