She Stole My Boyfriend, So I Sent Her to Jail — Novel

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Anita Fox never imagined her life would spiral into chaos after a new receptionist, with an innocent smile and a penchant for mischief, entered her world. But when Stacy's antics lead to humiliating rumors and a whirlwind of betrayal, Anita finds herself caught in a web of deceit that threatens her career and her heart. Her boyfriend, Arnold, once her pillar of support, now stands by the whimsical newcomer, blinded by her charm.

As rumors swirl, Anita grapples with the fallout. Is Arnold truly the man she thought he was, or has he been ensnared by Stacy's manipulative games? With each passing day, the stakes rise higher, and Anita's resolve hardens. She can either succumb to the chaos or take control of her narrative. But as she plots her revenge, she must confront the painful truth about loyalty, ambition, and the lengths she will go to protect her family's legacy.

Will Anita rise above the drama, or will she lose everything she holds dear in her quest for justice? In a world where appearances can be deceiving, can she reclaim her story before it's too late?

She Stole My Boyfriend, So I Sent Her to JailChapter 1

The new receptionist called herself a "silly baby" and greeted everyone with cutesy whines of "Daddy."

When I caught her stealing my takeout, she blinked those big eyes and pouted:

"Oopsie, baby didn't mean to~ Big sis won't be mad at baby, right?"

I'd been starving all day. My head was spinning, but I held my temper and told her to order me a replacement.

Her eyes instantly welled up with tears. My boyfriend rushed to shield her, frowning at me:

"Anita Fox, Stacy already apologized. It's just takeout—don't be so petty!"

He transferred me the money for the meal. But the next day, the whole company was buzzing with rumors that I'd slept my way to my position.

When I traced the gossip back to its source and confronted the receptionist, my boyfriend coldly berated me—said where there's smoke, there's fire.

During a bidding presentation, "baby" lost our core proposal, costing the company fifty million dollars.

When everyone demanded accountability, my boyfriend stepped in front of her again and pressured me to take the blame.

Watching him play the knight in shining armor, I smiled.

I pulled out my phone and dialed the chairman directly: