Title: Transmigrated as the Doomed Fake Heiress: The System Demands I Slap Faces!
CHAPTER 3: ESCALATION AND EXPOSURE
Gu Chen stumbled backward, his composure entirely shattered. "You... you dare fight back? Lin Xia, you are dead! The Su family has officially disowned you! You have no money, no backing, nothing! I can crush you like an ant!"
Father Su finally stepped forward, his face dark with fury. "Ungrateful wretch! We clothed you, fed you, and this is how you behave? Making a mockery of our family's banquet? From this day forward, Lin Xia is no longer a Su! Whoever helps her is an enemy of the Su Family!"
Mother Su chimed in, glaring at me. "You owe us your very life! Strip off that dress, leave the jewelry, and get out of our sight! You are nothing but street trash!"
My heart gave a painful throb—the lingering emotions of the original Lin Xia, weeping over her parents' cruelty. I crushed that feeling instantly.
"Owe you?" I laughed out loud, the sound echoing off the vaulted ceilings. "Owe you?! For fifteen years, you made me undergo painful bone marrow extractions and blood transfusions every time your precious Su Rou got sick in her secret hospital wing! You didn't raise a daughter, you raised a biological battery! If anyone owes a life, it's you vampires who owe me!"
The socialites gasped, whispering feverishly. The Su family had kept Su Rou's sickness and the blood transfusions a strict secret to maintain their perfect image.
Father Su's face drained of color. "Shut your mouth! Security! Where is the hotel security?!"
Gu Chen sneered, regaining some of his arrogant composure. "It doesn't matter what lies you spout, Lin Xia. I own this hotel. I own the media in this city. Not a single word of what happened here will leak out. I will make sure you vanish tonight."
He pulled out his phone, ready to call in his private strike team.
Oh, you want to play the technology game?
[System, use the remaining points. Give me top-tier hacking skills and access to the hotel's network.]
[DING! Purchasing 'Phantom Hacker Module (One-Time Use)' for 3,500 points. Integrating with Host's mind...]
I didn't need a computer. The System allowed me to interface directly with the hotel's mainframe through my thoughts. I bypassed the firewalls in a millisecond.
"You own the media, Gu Chen?" I asked, a wicked smile spreading across my face. "Let's see if you can control this."
I snapped my fingers.
Instantly, the massive, floor-to-ceiling LED screens behind the banquet stage—which had been displaying a romantic photo of Gu Chen and Su Rou—flickered and went black.
A second later, the screens illuminated with blindingly bright documents, text messages, and offshore bank statements.
"What is this?!" Gu Chen yelled, his eyes widening in sheer panic. "Turn it off! Someone turn off the power!"
But the hotel staff were frozen. Over the booming surround-sound speakers of the ballroom, a highly compressed audio file began to play. It was Gu Chen's voice, unmistakable and arrogant.
(Audio Playback): "Don't worry, Rou-Rou. The old men on the board suspect nothing. I've already funneled three billion from the Gu Group's pension fund into our offshore account in the Cayman Islands. Once I frame Lin Xia and marry you, we'll merge the Su and Gu assets, and I'll declare bankruptcy on the parent company. We'll be untouchable."
Next, a sweet, sickeningly familiar voice replied on the audio.
(Audio Playback): "You're so smart, Brother Chen. I hate looking at Lin Xia's face. Make sure she doesn't just go to jail... make sure she has an 'accident' inside."
The ballroom exploded. This wasn't just social gossip anymore. This was corporate treason. Felony embezzlement. Premeditated murder.
Several elderly men in the crowd—board members of the Gu Group—were clutching their chests in horror. "Three billion?!" "He stole our pension funds!" "Call the police! Lock down the building! Nobody let Gu Chen leave!"
Gu Chen dropped his phone. His handsome face was twisted into a mask of pure terror. He looked wildly around the room, realizing that the elite society that had worshipped him three minutes ago was now ready to tear him limb from limb.
Su Rou was screaming, covering her ears, her white lotus facade completely shattered. "It's fake! It's AI! She faked it!"
[DING! CRITICAL FACE-SLAP! The Male Lead and Female Lead have been utterly destroyed in high society! Reward: 10,000 Points!]
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