From Heartbreak to Happily Ever After Novel

The comments section was flooded with messages from numerous viewers.

[Oh my god, Debra is even more beautiful in person. She looks way better than in the photos.]

[I almost think I’ve stumbled into a celebrity’s livestream. Her looks are out of this world.]

[She’s so pretty. She couldn’t possibly be involved in any crime.]

The comments kept coming, each one more enthusiastic than the last. Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Debra opened the document directly on camera, revealing its contents to the eager viewers. People went wild, taking screenshots and commenting frantically.

[So, Ralph Frazier is a gambler.]

[Wow, he owes so much money. No wonder he had to embezzle funds.]

[I knew it had nothing to do with Debra. By the way, why doesn’t she enter showbiz with her looks?]

The comments annoyed Stanley, who snatched the document from Debra’s hands and snapped after flipping a few pages, “These are all fake. You’re despicable for using such dirty tricks to slander

my dad. He treated you like his own daughter.”

“If it’s slander, the police can sort it out. I’m not afraid of an investigation,” Debra countered, sitting down on the sofa. “I joined your family with my father’s inheritance. You relied on the money, and Ralph gambled it away. I didn’t hold you accountable for it, but you came here to accuse me.”

“You’re lying. We relied on your money? Don’t be ridiculous. My family raised you, and you bit the hand that fed you. What kind of ungrateful person are you?” Rosalie retorted.

Her words were harsh, but Debra remained unperturbed. She used to tolerate Rosalie for Ralph’s sake, but now they had revealed their true colors as bloodsuckers. She no longer had to hold back.

Picking up her phone, she directly called the police.

*Two people have broken into my house and started a live stream, which disturbed my life. Please send someone to handle this.”

She provided the address and phone number before hanging up. Rosalie was unnerved, not expecting her to be so merciless.

Debra set up her phone, facing the camera, and addressed the viewers. “These gambling debt receipts are just copies. The originals have been submitted to the authorities for verification.”

With that, she shut down the livestream.

Exasperated, Stanley barked, “My dad was so kind to you. How could you hand over the files to the police? You’re out of your mind. You want my dad Imprisoned and intend to take our family wealth, don’t you?”

“The one who wants to take the family wealth is your hypocritical dad,” Debra sneered. “You people are cut from the same cloth. Even your words match up.”

Stanley, furious, retorted, “We’re speaking the truth. If it weren’t for you, my dad wouldn’t have divorced my mom, and I wouldn’t have lost my inheritance rights. This is all because of you.”

Debra scoffed, “Inheritance? Do you think your dad had any?”

Stanley froze. “What do you mean?”

Debra replied, “These gambling debts are in the billions. He has already gambled away my father’s inheritance over the years. How much money do you think he has left?”