All Chapters of Valentine’s Viral Lie: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

I was shaking all over with anger, gripping my phone so tightly it felt like it might crack in my hand.The post was still gaining traction, and the comment section was filled with filth—vile, disgusting words that were hard to even read."Girls these days really know how to play. Valentine’s Day with no protection, just chasing thrills.""She looks so innocent. Didn’t expect her to be this wild, roleplaying the whole ‘sister-brother’ thing.""Her husband’s probably getting cheated on so badly it’s a joke.""OP is doing God’s work. Give us updates!"My temples throbbed violently, rage surging straight from my chest to my head.The glow of the phone screen reflected on my face as my whole body trembled with anger."Shiloh, what are you looking at? Why do you look so pale?"Mason Cases was woken by the noise I was making. He rubbed his eyes and sat up.I handed him my phone. He only glanced at it once before his face turned instantly ashen.The next second, he shot up from the

She pointed at Mason and me, like she had just grabbed onto her last lifeline."They didn’t dare use their IDs to register! That means they’re hiding something! This woman is way older than that guy. There’s no way they’re in a normal relationship! She’s obviously keeping a younger guy on the side behind her husband’s back!"I let out a cold laugh and met her gaze head-on. "So that’s your justification for knowingly breaking the law—livestreaming and spying on hotel guests’ privacy?"The moment my words fell, Riley froze for only a few seconds before exploding. "I invaded your privacy? Don’t you know what the hell you two were doing yourselves?!"She jutted her chin out and pointed right at my face, turning to complain to the police instead."Officers, don’t be fooled by her! She’s selling herself! Bringing a man to a hotel behind her husband’s back on Valentine’s Day! Check her phone! Check that guy’s phone too. There’s definitely money transfers between them!"One of the office

"More importantly," I paused, emphasizing each word, "her livestream has a tipping feature. Just now, multiple people were sending her gifts. What she’s done already constitutes profiting from the distribution of explicit content."And this manager," my gaze shifted to Ryan, who was now breaking out in a cold sweat, "from beginning to end, didn’t bother to distinguish right from wrong. Instead of protecting a guest’s privacy and safety, his first instinct was to shield his employee, going as far as trying to throw the victims out into a snowstorm."I let out a cold laugh and slowly looked between the two of them. "It’s hard not to suspect that the two of you are in this together."The moment I finished speaking, both their faces turned completely ashen.The police took Riley and Ryan back to the station for questioning. Mason and I followed. We gave our statements at the station and didn’t leave until four in the morning.The outcome came quickly.Riley was detained for three day

Early the next morning, Mason stood there with dark circles under his eyes, shoving his phone in front of me."Shy, look."Riley had opened a brand-new livestream account. Her face was bruised and swollen, but in front of the camera, she cried like a tragic heroine."Guys, I got beaten up just because I exposed those two disgusting people! They’re not siblings at all. They’re a pair of perverts!"Rich people really have twisted tastes these days. Playing forbidden sibling games on Valentine’s Day. When I found out, they lashed out in anger. Not only did they beat me, but they even got people to ruin my job. Now everyone’s turned against me!"She cried and ranted, her performance worthy of an award.Viewers who didn’t know the truth were instantly stirred up. The livestream comments turned vile."What the hell? Is this real? That’s disgusting!""I knew that woman wasn’t decent. Just look at her face!""These two need to be exposed completely. Ruin them socially!"What chilled

Mason was waiting for me outside the station. When he saw me walk out, he broke into a wide grin. "Shy, let’s go home.""Yeah. Let’s go home."The matter didn’t end there.I hired Ashton Keller, a lawyer. After listening to my account, he adjusted his glasses."Disturbing public order, extortion, violation of personal information rights. Those are multiple offenses combined. My estimate? At least three years, possibly more."He also reminded me, "Her family will likely come to you, asking for a letter of forgiveness. Be prepared for that."I nodded. I understood.Sure enough, just a couple of days later, a middle-aged man and woman, travel-worn and exhausted, showed up at the small motel we were staying in.They were Riley’s parents. They looked much older than their actual age. Their clothes were plain, their faces lined with the hardships of life.I thought they had come to beg for leniency, but the moment they saw me, without a word, they dropped to their knees.Mason reac