ログインThe aftermath of the case dragged on for nearly two months. Sylvia admitted that she had used the identity of an underprivileged college student to solicit help from multiple people. She admitted to forging her college acceptance letter. She also admitted to fabricating claims that I had made inappropriate demands of her. However, because much of the money involved had been given as personal gifts, the exact amount and her intent still required further verification.I didn't recover all of the money. Mr. Abbott told me that the legal costs of recovering every dollar I'd transferred in the last seven years might exceed the amount I could recover. In the end, I only asked Sylvia to delete all the false accusations, issue a public apology, and compensate me for the actual losses I'd suffered because of the rumors she had spread online. Initially, she refused. Later, after mediation by the cops and lawyers, she finally issued a public apology. The statement was short. "I previou
On the seventh day, the cops interrogated Sylvia. Initially, she insisted that she had merely been "expressing her feelings" and had never intended to spread rumors. She claimed she hadn't used my full name in the post and that she had only posted those things to seek help. However, after the cops presented her with the recording of her demanding 50 grand from me and the relevant footage from her livestreams, her story began to change. She admitted that she hadn't gotten into college. She also admitted that the acceptance letter had been made using a template she found online. She said she only did it because she wanted me to keep supporting her financially. She also said that she had indeed had a child, but the child's father didn't have a stable job. "Why didn't you just tell Shawn the truth?" the officer asked. Sylvia lowered her head and fell silent for a long while. After a prolonged silence, she confessed, "I was afraid that if he found out, he wouldn't want to fina
When I left the police station, I ran into a young woman in a black coat at the entrance. She took one look at me and abruptly said, "You must be Shawn."My chest tightened. "Who are you?" Instead of answering me, she pulled out her phone and started recording me. "It is you, isn't it?"I raised my hand to block the lens. "Please stop filming me."The very next second, she backed away and yelled at the people nearby. "He hit me!"Everyone around us instantly looked over.I stood frozen in place, at a loss.The woman clutched her wrist and teared up in no time. "I only asked him a few questions, and he tried to get physical with me!""Nonsense!" At long last, it dawned on me that she had done this on purpose. I didn't argue any further. I spun on my heel and bolted away."Why are you running away? Are you too ashamed to admit what you did? A man like you should go to hell!"Her words rang in my ears, and I picked up the pace. After I had put some distance between us, I real
That afternoon, Sylvia started another livestream. This time, she didn't mention my name. She claimed she was in a poor state of mind because she'd been harassed by her sponsor. She claimed she hadn't been able to afford food for several days and could only rely on friends to help her out. She even panned the camera over to a hospital bill. "This little boy has had a fever for days, and I can't even afford the medical bills." One of the netizens in the livestream asked who the child was. "He's my little brother," she sobbed.I looked at the hospital bill and immediately saved the image. The patient's name was printed on the bill. He wasn't her younger brother; he was her son. Sylvia had clearly forgotten to cover the name at the top. I zoomed in on the image and contacted the hospital. The hospital staff refused to disclose any information about the patient. Mr. Abbott, however, checked the publicly available medical billing format and confirmed that the document didn't su
I didn't explain myself right away. I stared at the comments beneath the post for what felt like an eternity.At 2:00 am, an account named "Sylvia's Mom" replied to one of the comments. "My daughter is young and doesn't know how to protect herself. Fortunately, she met a kind-hearted person who warned her. If not, I can't imagine how badly she might've been taken advantage of."The profile picture for that account was a selfie of a middle-aged woman. I recognized her at a glance. It was Gwen. She hadn't even bothered to change her profile picture. I took a screenshot and saved it before sending her a message. "Mrs. Raine, who is the kind-hearted person you mentioned?"Gwen didn't reply. Ten minutes later, I sent her another message. "If you don't tell me, I'll expose the fact that you forged a college admission letter." This time, she replied almost instantaneously. "Who do you think you're threatening? You gave us your money of your own free will!"Right after sending that
Little did I know, Sylvia would strike back quickly.The next morning, a video of her pitifully pleading her case suddenly appeared online. She wore a washed-out hoodie in the video. Her eyes were red and puffy, cradling a three-year-old child in her arms. Sylvia faced the camera and sobbed, "I don't know what I did wrong. I merely refused an unreasonable demand from my sponsor, and now he's attempting to force me to drop out of school and starve me and my child to death. I don't dare to see him, nor do I dare to answer his calls. But now, he's threatening me online, saying he's going to ruin my reputation!" The video surpassed 100 thousand views within a few hours. My name, phone number, and work address were compiled into a long image and posted online. The netizens in the comments section said they were going to dox me. Someone said they were going to jump me at the construction site, while others asked why someone like me hadn't dropped dead yet. I sat on the concrete floo







