Emboldened by the support, Lucy stopped pretending to be a delicate pregnant woman and smashed things with even more fervor.
For each item they broke, I announced the value.
"You've now smashed items worth at least a hundred million dollars. I hope you can pay up as boldly as you're breaking things!"
Standing amidst the one hundred million wreckages, they reveled in their destruction.
After the living room was trashed, they rushed to my walk-in closet.
Seeing the collection of limited-edition luxury items, they turned green with envy.
"Damn it. This mistress is filthy rich!"
"How many homes did she wreck to get all these?"
The crowd's anger intensified.
One voice broke through the chaos.
"Do you think she was telling the truth about the prices of those things in the living room?"
The women who were destroying my closet were all stunned.
But it only took a second before they started again.
"That's better! Destroying the spoils she worked so hard to get would probably make her feel worse than killing her!"
"That's why we destroy them!"
"Yes! If the law won't punish mistresses, we will!"
"I really want to see her cry!"
"If she doesn't beg for mercy, it means she hasn't learned her lesson. It's our duty to straighten her out!"
"Otherwise, she might come after our husbands next!"
The vicious words whipped the women into a frenzy.
Even the two holding me down released me to join the destruction.
Free at last, I searched for my phone.
Unfortunately, just after I dialed the police number, I was discovered by one of them.
She threw one of my LV bags at me from a distance.
"This bitch is looking for help! Stop her!"
Before I could say a word, my own bag hit me and my vision went dark.
When my vision returned, they had already rushed into my bedroom.
"This bitch even took wedding photos! She thinks she's the real wife? Too bad, fake is fake!"
"Ladies, smash it all!"
With nothing left to break into the bedroom, they started using chairs to hit the walls. My heart raced, but I kept silent.
I knew they were out of control and wouldn't stop.
As long as they didn't touch the switch, those things in the secret room would be safe.
With a click sound, my heart sank.
