All Chapters of I Cut Her Off, the Internet Exploded: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

After transferring the last allowance to Sylvia Raine, I had all of 27 dollars left in my bank account. That night, I was sleeping in one of the temporary prefab cabins at the construction site when my phone suddenly started blowing up.The first call I received was from Sylvia's mother, Gwen Foster. I glanced at the time. It was 1:17 am.The moment I answered, Gwen's shrill voice came through the phone. "What's the meaning of this, Mr. Smith?" "I told you, this is the last time. I can't support her after this."Gwen sounded as though she'd just heard a joke. Her voice abruptly rose an octave. "How can you stop whenever you please? You're driving my daughter into a dead end! Are you even human?" I sat up in bed. Quite a few of my coworkers, who were sleeping nearby, were stirred awake. They turned over and went right back to sleep. I pinched the bridge of my nose and lowered my voice. "I've already transferred this month's money. I need to keep what's left to pay my rent a

The next morning, I asked Louis for a day off. I took a long-distance bus for more than two hours and arrived at the entrance of Sylvia's college.I followed the signs and found the admissions office. A young female teacher was sitting inside. After explaining my purpose, she asked me to provide Sylvia's name and ID number. So, I handed over Sylvia's information. The female teacher lowered her head and searched for several minutes, her brows gradually knitting together. "Are you sure she's a student at our school?" She double-checked her computer. "We don't have anyone by that name at our school." I pulled out my phone and found the photo of the college acceptance letter Sylvia had sent me. The female teacher took it, and after just one glance, her expression changed. She pointed to the official seal in the photo. "Our college's official seal doesn't look like that. Also, last year's acceptance letter numbers were written in a completely different format." My fingers began

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

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

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