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My graduation and my father's wedding coincided on the same day.

To ensure everyone could attend his nuptials, he arranged for the ceremony to take place on the school grounds.

That day, I shared an online photo of myself and Dad, featuring the latest Chanel fashion.

Unfortunately, my stepmother mistook me for Dad's mistress.

She stormed into my graduation with the wedding's security team.

"You know why I chose this location? I wanted to expose you publicly!"

"So young, yet already a sugar baby. You must be tired of living! I'll destroy your reputation today!"

The ceremony's artwork was demolished in the chaos.

My stepmother publicly tore my academic gown and doused me with corrosive acid.

The live broadcast cameras focused on my bleeding injuries.

As I was losing consciousness, my father arrived with the police.

I had been studying abroad for two years and returned specifically for Dad's wedding, which coincided with my graduation.

In the decade since Mom passed, I had repeatedly encouraged Dad to move forward.

Finally, he had found a suitable partner.

I was genuinely pleased for him and, as his daughter, felt obligated to attend his wedding.

Upon landing, I went directly to my dorm to change into my academic attire.

Planning to rest before the ceremony, I turned on my phone to find my stepmother live streaming.

Initially, I thought she was sharing her wedding joy, but the reality was quite different.

The bride was in full makeup, yet her eyes were tear-filled.

"I appreciate your support. I never expected a college student to be so brazen. She even dictated my wedding location!"

I watched as the comments shifted from wedding congratulations to threats against the alleged mistress.

Confused, I wondered if there was a misunderstanding. I knew my father well; he hadn't been involved with any women besides colleagues for ten years.

My attempt to comment was quickly buried in the flood of responses.

Stephany, my stepmother, spoke through her tears.

"On my wedding day, she sent me an intimate photo of them. She claimed to be my husband's true love and asserted control over the wedding location. She said she didn't want a wedding, so my husband gave it to me. When I confronted her, she..."

Stephany paused, appearing distressed. She then continued, "She threatened to cancel my wedding and humiliate me citywide!"

The viewers were momentarily stunned into silence.

When they recovered, the comment section exploded with hostility.

"Modern female college students are troublemakers! I see them dancing online daily, especially those from vocational schools. They might as well list their prices!"

"You're just as capable as them!"

"How can such a person graduate? She'll ruin countless families. She should be eliminated!"

"My sibling graduated from there. That school is chaotic! Especially those who study abroad, living lavish lives. Who knows what they're really up to!"

"Don't worry, Stephany. We've got your back! Let's teach her a lesson today!"

I quickly closed the stream and messaged her privately, but received no response.

We hadn't communicated during my two years abroad.

My knowledge of her came solely from Dad's phone conversations.

I couldn't reconcile the gentle woman he described with the emotional one I just witnessed.

The viewer count was rapidly increasing.

I hastily called my father.

"Dad, is there a misunderstanding between you and Aunt Stephany? You haven't had an affair, right? Please explain things to her!"

"Lynn, what are you talking about? You know I'm not that kind of person."

"It doesn't matter what you are; it matters what people think! She's live streaming about confronting your mistress. Are you unaware? What have you been doing? Has your company recently hired college interns? You've only dated one woman in a decade. Be honest, Dad!"

As I was about to advise him on how to clarify things, someone knocked on my door.

I had to end the call abruptly.

However, upon opening the door, I was violently knocked down.

A group of men in security uniforms barged into the female dorm and lifted me off the ground.

My glasses fell, leaving me feeling vulnerable.

I stared wide-eyed at the woman in the wedding dress.

The camera zoomed in on my face.

Stephany spoke harshly, "Everyone, look closely. This is the student who seduced my husband! She doesn't look respectable! Her hair is multi-colored. What are colleges teaching these days?"

"I don't know what kind of parents raise such a disgraceful child! Today, I'll teach you proper behavior on their behalf!"