Ditching the Toxic Heir: I'm the True Billionaire Heiress

As the host of the university's annual Winter Gala, I was standing backstage, holding my cue cards and getting ready to deliver the opening speech.

But as the heavy velvet curtains drew back, the giant screen behind me didn't show the beautifully edited promotional video. Instead, a blurry, shaky video began to play.

If you looked closely, you could see two people in the deep, dark woods of the campus. It was an explicit video!

The camera zoomed in, focusing sharply on the girl's face. The girl, who was half-naked and breathing heavily, was none other than me!