Under pressure to make ends meet, Amber went to find a job.
But she had never worked for more than twenty years and no company wanted her.
In the end, she could only work as a dishwasher in a restaurant.
Struggling to cope, she vented her frustrations on Griffin and Gavin.
Every day after she got off work, the neighbors could hear Gavin’s screams and Griffin’s pleas for mercy.
Some people couldn’t stand it and blamed her in the group chat.
[Room 402, can you stop hitting your children every day? Are you their mom or not?]
[Yeah, your actions upset the whole apartment and made my son cry.]
[I’ve seen her kids. One is in a wheelchair and the other is mentally retarded. Maybe she caused them to these situations.]
[We lived in the same apartment for so many years. How come she suddenly has two sons this big?]
The group chat buzzed with heated discussions and rumors.
I was watching the group chat with great interest.
Chapter 7
discipline my son. Go to hell shit, all of you!]
The once gentle Amber had transformed into a shrew.
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While she worked the night shift, Anthony and Dianna recklessly cavorted in her home, disregarding Griffin and Gavin.
I thought about it and prepared to escalate the situation.
The next day, I installed a camera outside my house.
When Amber was not at home, Anthony and Dianna openly flirted.
The neighbors would pretend not to see it.
Those who were once friendly with Amber also cut off contact with her because of her beating children.
Everyone in the building knew about Anthony’s infidelity, except Amber.
I edited a collection of Anthony’s trysts with Dianna and shared it with the group chat, stirring up a storm of gossip.
[My god, this family is really messed up.]
[It’s no surprise. If I had a wife who abused the children every day, I would also cheat on her.]
[Wicked mom, cheating dad, poor kids.]
I also sent a message in the group chat. [What cheating? Don’t you know Amber was supposed to be the mistress?]
Chapter 7
This sparked even more challer,
I sent the video of the birthday party to the group at the right time. Fortunately, I hired a photographer to record the whole process that day,
In order to avoid being recognized, I also blurred my and my son’s faces,
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Holy shit! These two are so devious, pretending to disappear while leaving the kids to the wife to raise!]
[They’re trying to claim someone else’s achievements! If the wife weren’t pregnant, they would have bullied her to death.]
[It’s satisfying to see it come to an end. They expected two Ivy League sons but got two beggars instead.]
Surprisingly, Amber refrained from lashing out in the group chat this time,
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I raised my husband’s illegitimate child
