"It's okay." Shirley showed a kind look. "Ms. Smith probably wanted to attract your attention, so she did this."

"Joanna, you are unreasonable."

James stared at me with an annoyed look. "How can you say such a crazy thing?"

I threw the hair in my hand away. "My father was eaten by wolves in the mountains."

"What are you talking about?" James said, "Shirley has checked it. Apart from a few villagers, there are no other dangerous animals in the mountains."

I smiled bitterly, "You believe everything she says? Don't you have any judgment at all?"

James sighed and said helplessly, "The one who loves to lie is you.

"I see now. You and Brian both like to act.

"To help you marry into a wealthy family, he took advantage of my guilt and pretended to be a three-year-old child.

"In the past five years, I have spent a lot of energy and money on you. I don't owe you two anymore, but I didn't expect Brian to be so vicious.

"Joanna, why didn't I realize before that you are a person who will do anything to achieve your goals?"

I looked at James with disappointment, and suddenly, I didn't want to explain anything.

Brian, did you see that?

This was the person you risked your life to save.

I turned around and wanted to leave.

I didn't want to stay in the country anymore.

To leave this sad place, I planned to go abroad to work.

Fortunately, the company agreed and the process went smoothly.

On the third day of living abroad, two unexpected guests came to my door.

I looked at James and Shirley coldly. "Why are you here?"

They broke into my house and found my laptop. Opening a strange website, they played a video.

In the video, I saw Shirley being whipped by a man.

The man had a red birthmark on his wrist, which was the same as Brian's.

Shirley was in tears and kept sobbing. "Ms. Smith, your father came to harass me again before going abroad with you. He even whipped me.

"I didn't call the police because he's your father.

"But he recorded this and posted it online.

"What should I do in the future?"

James was furious. He grabbed my neck and said, "Do you think I can't find you if you take Brian aboard?"

But Brian died a long time ago.

On the first day he was thrown into the mountains, he was eaten by wolves.

To frame Brian, Shirley acted with someone, and now she even came abroad to find me.

Feeling absurd, I was about to call the police to report them for trespassing.