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lawyer. She’s a legal secretary. But that’s not even the best part.”
I raised an eyebrow.
“There’s more?”
“Oh, yeah. She forged details in the letter. She altered firm letterhead, inflated her job title, and made it seem like an official legal notice.” He let out a low whistle.
“That’s fraud.”
I blinked. “Wait—actual fraud?”
“Yep. And guess what?
I forwarded it to her law firm.” He chuckled. “They did not appreciate it.”
I grinned. “What happened?”
“They fired her on the spot.”
I let out a long breath.
“Wow.”
“Yeah, and trust me, that’s just the beginning. She could be in real legal trouble for this.”
I shook my head in disbelief. “She really thought she could fake a lawsuit?”
“She really thought you were dumb enough to fall for it,” he corrected.
I laughed.
“Guess she learned the hard way.”
“Guess so.” He paused. “So, what now?”
I smirked. “Now?
I wait.”
A week later, I got another knock on my door.
I opened it to find Liam standing there, looking like he hadn’t slept in days. His usual cocky grin? Gone.
Instead, he looked…desperate.
“Hey, man,” he started, rubbing the back of his neck. “Can we talk?”
I sighed. “What do you want, Liam?”
He hesitated, then stepped aside.
Behind him, Madison stood with her arms crossed, looking furious.
“She lost her job,” Liam muttered.
I pretended to look surprised. “Oh, really? How shocking.”
His jaw tightened.
“Come on, man. She messed up, okay? But we’re in a bad spot.
She’s got debts—serious debts.”
I leaned against the doorframe. “And that’s my problem because…?”
He looked me in the eye. “I need help.”
I let out a short laugh.
“You mean money.”
He exhaled sharply. “Yeah. A loan.
Just something to get us through.”
I shook my head. “Unbelievable. First, you try to scam me.
Now, you’re begging me for cash?”
Liam looked down at his feet. “It’s different now.”
“No,” I said firmly. “It’s exactly the same.
You screw up, and you expect me to bail you out.”
Madison scoffed. “Oh, come on. You have more than enough.
You’re just being greedy.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Greedy? You literally tried to steal from me.”
She rolled her eyes.
“Whatever. Enjoy your blood money.”
I didn’t say another word. I just slammed the door in their faces.
And for the first time in years, I felt zero guilt.
The next morning, I stepped outside and stopped cold.
All four of my tires?
Slashed.
Deep, jagged cuts, like someone had gone to town with a knife. I crouched down, running a finger along one of the slashes. The rubber was completely destroyed.
Any last bit of guilt I had?
Gone.
I pulled out my phone and called the police.
An officer arrived within the hour, took one look at the damage, and nodded. “You got any idea who might’ve done this?”
I let out a short laugh. “Oh, I have a very good idea.”
I gave them both names.
Later that day, I called my lawyer.
The moment I told him, he actually laughed.
“Oh, this just keeps getting better,” he said. “You realize we have her on record making legal threats against you, right?”
I grinned. “Sure do.”
“This is open-and-shut,” he said.
“Between the fraud, the vandalism, and the threats, they’re both in trouble now.”
Good. I was done playing nice.
Liam and Madison thought they could take what was mine. Now, they were going to learn the hard way that actions have consequences.
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