Exposing the Impostor

Never had I thought Haley would lay a hand on me!

Caught off guard, I stumbled and fell. My cheek was burning red and swollen. I was utterly humiliated.

"How dare you hit me?" I growled.

"What's to stop me? Back in school, you impersonated me, saying you were the rich daughter of a tycoon. Now, you're spreading rumors that my husband doesn't own this villa! You're asking for trouble!"

Haley was seething with rage. Her face was twisted as she stormed up to me. Gritting her teeth, she threatened me, "Do you have any idea who my husband is? He's Joel Baumer, the CEO of Novalux Group! What makes you think you have the right to question him?"

At her words, a few of her lackeys sneered at me with disdain. "Did you hear that? Haley's husband is Joel Baumer, the CEO of Novalux Group! That company is worth billions! Only a rich girl like Haley could marry into such a powerful family—not some pathetic liar like you, Emma!"

"Emma, you shameless fibber! You impersonated Haley in school, and you're now spreading lies about Haley at her wedding! Apologize to Haley right now for looking down on her, or don't blame us for getting rough with you!"

"Don't waste time with this lowlife. Emma, you've crossed the future wife of the Novalux Group CEO. Girls, let's teach her a lesson for Haley!"

With that, they charged at me. They yanked my hair and slapped me across the face. The sting from the slap was immediate.

I was stunned, but they weren't done. They shoved me to the ground. They cursed me, kicked me, and tore at my clothes and bag.

Pain coursed through my body, and my rage boiled over. I shouted, "Stop! This villa is mine! Get out—"

Taken aback, they paused for a moment before bursting into laughter. Their voices dripped with mockery. "Looks like Ms. Vain is acting up again! This time, she's not pretending to be a rich girl, but she's claiming to own the villa!"

"Hahaha! It's ridiculous! How can someone be so shameless? She's a compulsive liar. She's spitting out such ridiculous nonsense!"

Haley's face twisted with even more disdain. "You really don't know when to call it quits, do you? I was being kind to you in high school when I ignored your attempts to assume my identity. Now, you're here to ruin my wedding. I won't play nice if you upset me today!"

She lunged at me. Her sharp nails raked across my face and body, leaving cuts that soon began to bleed.

The group yanked off my jewelry and smashed it on the ground before ripping my clothes apart. In no time, my clothes were in tatters. I was almost fully exposed.

Trembling with fury, I pulled out my phone to call the police, but Haley kicked it out of my hand.

I said through clenched teeth, "Enough. This villa is mine! If you don't believe me, get the butler to bring the property deed!"

They all froze for a moment.

Just then, a car could be heard outside, and someone shouted, "Haley, the butler is here!"

Haley's face changed, and I let out a sigh of relief. Finally, someone could prove my identity!

Just as I was about to call for the butler, John Kaminski, I saw him approach Haley. A broad smile appeared on his face as he eagerly handed over a set of keys. "Mrs. Baumer, you look so beautiful today! These keys are from Mr. Baumer; he asked me to give them to you."

Haley's face beamed with pride as she took the keys. Then, she pointed at me. "John, you've come just in time. This madwoman keeps claiming she owns my villa. Please tell everyone whose villa this really is!"

"That's nonsense. This villa belongs to Mr. Baumer!"

John grinned obsequiously, practically licking Haley's boots as he spoke.