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I affectionately called my son "sweetie," which led my soon-to-be daughter-in-law to accuse me of being a home-wrecker. She even brought a group of women, who called themselves the ethical arbiters from the "Home-wrecker Vigilantes," into my residence.
"How dare you tempt a man and then refuse to acknowledge it?" they demanded.
"A lady should uphold traditional values. We, the moral arbiters, are here to discipline those who are ethically bankrupt!"
As they yelled furiously, they began destroying everything in sight. All my valuable antique pieces worth millions were shattered.
My future daughter-in-law went as far as to disfigure my face with a blade. With blood on my hands, I took out my phone and sent a message to my son, Bryce Kingsley: [Your girlfriend has quite an unusual way of meeting the in-laws!]

Mistaken Identity, Sweetie Triggers a Vigilante Nightmare

Despite Bryce's soft-spoken manner, his words struck Alyssa and the moral arbiters like an unexpected thunderbolt.


Everyone remained still as statues, their jaws dropped, while the live chat was inundated with inquiries.


Alyssa was terrified beyond measure, her complexion pale as she stood immobile.


"Alyssa, why did your boyfriend address the other woman as 'Mom'?"


"Is it possible that her earlier statements were accurate?"


The presenters recovered from their shock and began interrogating Alyssa with probing questions.


Her body started to shake, and perspiration formed on her brow.


After a prolonged silence, Alyssa managed to step forward and tentatively asked Bryce, "What's going on, Bryce? Is she... Is she truly your mother?"


He knitted his eyebrows tightly and stared at Alyssa with disbelief. He was stunned to see the word "Homewrecker" on my face.


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