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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

Upon hearing those words, Alyssa's hopeful expression faded, leaving her stunned. She understood that she had lost all her backing.


"And officers, I'd like to add that Alyssa caused the wound on my face. Please include that in her list of offenses," I stated flatly, showing no emotion.


"Noted," the officer replied, and Alyssa crumpled to the floor as if struck by a powerful force.


Meanwhile, Bryce and I turned and strode away confidently, leaving her to wallow in her despair.


Consequently, Alyssa and the self-righteous individuals who couldn't afford to pay damages were all charged and imprisoned.


My face, treated by top medical professionals, was restored to its former appearance without any visible marks.


Several years later, Bryce wed an intelligent and caring woman.


She was gentle and considerate, always treating others with respect and modesty. I greatly appreciated my new daughter-in-law.


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