Beneath the Sweet Facade, a Dog Scammer

Hugo casually grabbed a bag of snacks and started teasing the puppy. “Come on, people can be guilty, but the dog is innocent. I just wanted to surprise you.” Hugo was such a typical straight guy—completely clueless about the twists and turns of a woman’s heart.I was about to say more when the doorbell suddenly rang. “Hugo, are you home? I came to check on the puppy.”The moment Hugo opened the door, a sweet, sugary voice drifted into my ears, making my skin crawl. I glanced toward the entrance.Standing there was none other than Xena, the woman I’d clashed with yesterday! She was dressed in a skimpy silk nightgown, her slender waist peeking through the thin fabric. She clearly wasn’t expecting me. Without hesitation, she slipped her arm around Hugo’s. “Hugo, didn’t I remind you this morning? You have to feed the puppy on time. Did you remember to be a good caretaker?”Xena’s arrogance from yesterday had completely vanished. Now, she was all soft and fragile, playing

The moment I heard that unit number, I froze in shock. Unit 601, Building 8—that’s my apartment. Since when did my dad have another daughter? The property manager shot me a smug look and said with disdain. “So, what’s it gonna be? Get on your knees and apologize to Miss Quinn, and we’ll let this slide. Otherwise, trust me, we’ve got plenty of ways to make your life miserable.” Xena stood there, smirking triumphantly, waiting for me to grovel. But I was not an idiot. I broke free from their grip, pulled out my phone, and called the police on the spot. *Both Xena and I were taken to the police station to give our statements. I cooperated fully with the officers, telling them everything that happened. When they reviewed the security footage, it was clear that I acted in self-defense. Xena, on the other hand, was found at fault for walking her dog without a leash, for causing the entire altercation, and for assaulting me. But when the verdict came down, Xena

Xena lowered her voice and said coldly, “I won this round. I suggest you stop clinging to Hugo, or I’ll make sure you regret it.” I sneered, “It’s just a dog. Don’t worry—I’ll be sure to have my fun with it.” *During my stay at the hospital, Hugo kept bombarding me with texts and calls. I sent him a breakup message and didn’t reply to a single one. The day I was discharged, I didn’t return to the apartment. Instead, I headed straight to my villa in the suburbs. As soon as I stepped through the gate, the dog tied outside bared its teeth and started barking viciously. The closer I got, the fiercer it became, snarling and growling with hostility. I immediately contacted a well-known dog trainer, “Dogman,” who happened to be nearby and arrived shortly after. He glanced at the dog and raised an eyebrow, “You’re saying this is your dog? It’s acting like you’re its worst enemy.” I briefly explained the situation. Dogman nodded thoughtfully, “Makes sense. A dog

The comments poured in rapidly: “Go on, saintly defenders. Hope you get bitten by vicious dogs every day.” “Shouldn't dangerous dogs be trained? Or would you rather they hurt more people?” “Everyone knows Dogman only takes in the toughest cases. Let’s call it a day.” Before long, the platform shut down the livestream. Xena’s videos were soon flooded with hate comments, and trolls swarmed her page, attacking and cursing her relentlessly. Meanwhile, Dogman quickly posted a video clarifying the truth, which caused public opinion to shift instantly. This time, Xena had truly shot herself in the foot. She broke down in tears on the spot. Hugo rushed to her side, trying to comfort her. “Hugo, I was only trying to save the dog. What did I do wrong? Why is Kate treating me like this?” Hugo’s voice was gentle as he tried to reassure her. “It’s okay. They just don’t understand your kindness.” I couldn’t help but scoff at their performance. “Hugo, I’ve already

“Fine. I’ll get down and apologize.” Hugo shoved Xena aside and, under everyone’s stunned gaze, dropped to the floor on his knees. “No way… he actually did it.” Gasps and murmurs filled the room as Hugo’s face turned deathly pale. “Kate Lincoln, I’m sorry. I was wrong. Is this enough for you?” His eyes locked with mine, still burning with defiance. Was I satisfied? Not a chance. I drove my stiletto heel straight into his chest, sending him sprawling onto the floor. He clutched his chest, wincing in pain as beads of sweat broke out on his forehead. Xena rushed forward, scrambling to help him up. I sneered, my voice laced with contempt. “Satisfied? Hugo, you’ve got some nerve. I kept you for three years, and you really thought you were something? Cheating, setting a dog on me—who the hell do you think you are?” I didn’t stop there. I kicked him again, sharp and merciless. “You worthless piece of trash. Your pathetic company means nothing to me. Cons