

Slandered as a Mistress Over an $800k Urn
At my mother-in-law's funeral, unexpected guests arrive led by Xena Carter, who claims to be my husband's girlfriend and accuses me of being the mistress. When she orders her group to shred my clothes and humiliates me, I calmly guide her to an expensive urn, explaining it was bought by her boyfriend for "my mother." Enraged, she smashes the urn to pieces, unleashing her fury against our "lowlife family." What she doesn't realize is that the urn belongs to her boyfriend's mother - my mother-in-law - and she's just desecrated the remains of the woman who gave birth to the man she claims to love.Chapter 1 Chapter 1
My husband, Zac Quinn, and I had been estranged for years, living separately as if we were strangers. So, it was quite unexpected when his family called me out of the blue. "Layla, Sally has passed away. We can’t reach Zac, so you need to come back and handle the funeral arrangements!" Hearing that my mother-in-law, Sally Quinn, had passed away, my heart skipped a beat. It was not sadness I felt. Instead, it was as if the tight string in my heart that had been holding everything together suddenly snapped. It was about three years ago that Zac and I separated. Since the separation, he had been like a ghost, disappearing from my life. He spent his days attending various business gatherings or hitting up bars and clubs, but he never responded to my messages or answered my calls. I frowned and felt a growing frustration. Zac had become so reckless. Even when his own mother passed away, he was nowhere to be found. I stared at the voicemail for a long time before finally deciding to cancel all my meetings for the next week and head back to my hometown. My assistant, Ruby Fisher, did not say a word, but she arranged for ten bodyguards to accompany me. All the way back, I could not reach Zac on the phone. Who knew what he was busy with. Out of curiosity, I checked his social media. Just an hour ago, he had posted a picture showing off his new sports car. Relatives told me that Sally had specifically requested a custom-made urn before she passed away. It was worth nearly a million dollars, and she had argued with the family several times about it. The faces of Zac’s relatives were full of sorrow and regret, yet when it came time to pay, they were the first to disappear. After thinking it over, I swiped Zac’s card to pay for it. Almost immediately, Zac, who had been unreachable until now, called. "What did you buy that cost so much? Return it right away." I was not in the mood to argue about money, so I just urged him, "Come back home quickly. Something has happened in the family." Zac finally heard the funeral music playing in the background and his tone changed slightly, "Who?" I answered calmly, "An elder in the family has passed away." He did not say another word and hung up. I was really curious. Since I did not mention it was his mother, would he assume it was someone from my family and decide not to bother coming? After handling all the arrangements, I opened my phone to get some work done, only to have a notification pop up from a forum I followed. "My boyfriend's card suddenly had eight hundred thousand dollars charged. Could something be up?" Posts like this, designed to grab attention, were pretty common. Thus, I was about to close it when I noticed I was following this influencer. Curious, I clicked in to take a closer look and then remembered it was Xena Carter, someone who worked at Zac’s company. Back when Zac’s company was just getting started, our relationship was still strong. I had helped him with almost everything, including hiring the first batch of employees. She was recommended to us, and I followed her social media account while doing a background check on her. As I scrolled through the post, I saw there were already many comments. Most were warning her that her boyfriend might have been spending money on another woman, probably a gold digger, and that she should be cautious. I was not too interested and was about to unfollow her when Xena posted an update. "Guys, it’s confirmed. There’s a mistress. My boyfriend is rushing to meet her, and I’m on my way to catch them in the act." Attached was a screenshot from a couple’s tracking app, showing that her boyfriend had a new trip planned, and the destination was none other than my and Zac’s hometown.
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I sighed and put my phone away. Another person hurt by love. If there was anything I could do to help, I might as well. Zac still had not responded to my messages or returned my calls. Sally had already been cremated. I sent Zac one last message. 'I'll wait for you until the end of the day. If you don’t come by tonight, her ashes will be buried without you.'" After all, it was the old family home, and keeping the deceased around too long just did not feel right. Meanwhile, Zac’s relatives had already started gathering in small groups to play cards, with peanut shells scattered all over the floor. I purposely sat far away from them. Noticing they were ignoring me and showing no intention of stirring up trouble, I sent the bodyguards at the door off in shifts to get some food. The lingering smell of smoke in the house was giving me a headache. I frowned, thinking of stepping outside for some fresh air, but then I heard a growing commotion approaching the door. As I opened the do
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"Making money off the dead, do you have no shame? Your whole family of shameless people won’t get a dime from my boyfriend, not even in death!" With that, Xena ordered her group to smash everything in the house to pieces. It was only then that I noticed she had brought a large crowd with her. There were at least twenty or thirty people, all armed with sticks. The memorial photo was knocked off the wall and landed face down on the floor, scattering shards of glass everywhere. The expensive porcelain vases I had just bought for the old family home were worth tens of thousands of dollars. They toppled one by one, sending shards flying and cutting my legs. I wanted to stop them, but when I glanced at the newly installed security camera on the wall, I swallowed my words. "Xena, the things you’re smashing are worth over a million dollars. If you can afford to pay for the damages, go ahead and keep smashing." Xena, thinking I was insulting her, suddenly went berserk and slapped me hard
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The urn hit the ground and cracked open with countless fractures. The embedded diamonds scattered across the floor, and a cloud of ashes rose into the air, causing everyone to instinctively cover their mouths and noses. The relatives who had been fighting immediately stopped, realizing they were in deep trouble if they stayed. They quickly scattered and fled in all directions. Only Xena remained, still shouting curses. "You shameless woman, I curse you to die a miserable death just like your mother! You won't even have an urn to hold your ashes!""Who’s not going to die a good death?" Just as Xena was cursing me with all her might, Zac arrived. He stepped into the room with a frown, his every movement showing the irritation of someone forced into a situation he did not want to be in. "Layla, don’t tell me you made up some excuse just to see me. Didn’t my mother-in-law pass away a long time ago?" Before he could finish, Xena's sweet, clingy voice chimed in. She brushed the dust
