Just then, there was a knock on the door of the hospital ward. A nurse entered, handing a letter to the Lewis family. "What's this?" Mrs. Lewis inquired. Landon tore open the envelope, revealing a court summons. "What does it say?" Mrs. Lewis, unable to read, leaned in closer but couldn't make sense of the words. Landon glowered. "It's a court summons. Seraphina really did file a lawsuit against us." Mrs. Lewis stared at the paper, her eyes wide in shock. "She really sued us?" Just then, Yvonne let out a sharp cry, "Mom, this is bad. Seraphina has all the proof. We're doomed." The moment she laid eyes on the video and the overwhelming evidence, it was clear: every single detail was a nail in their coffin, leaving them with no hope of escape. Mrs. Lewis and Landon moved closer, witnessing the d*mning video, the interviews from the neighbors, and the receipts that backed up the accusations. The sympathy they had briefly earned by playing the victim online evaporated in an instant. Those who had once supported them now felt nothing but disgust for their lies. 'The Liu family is beyond shameful. They deserve nothing but punishment.' 'I'm honestly stunned! They were given a bowl of noodles, and they made others do all the hard work, then turned around and accused them of betrayal. It makes me want to punch them in their faces.' 'Who's really ungrateful here? Isn't it the Lewis family? How shameless do they have to be to make such accusations? How dare they try to manipulate the public by acting like the victims?' 'If I were in Seraphina's shoes, there's no way I'd give them anything. Why should she? Do they think she's an endless source of money?' 'The Lewis family embodies pure greed—like a snake attempting to swallow an elephant. I once felt sorry for them, but now I see how naive I was.' "Ugh, this is disgusting... I can't believe this. It's late, and this is making me sick. Do they even exist in real life? Please, someone take them away. Their very existence is a stain on the world.' 'There's always something despicable about the so-called victims. That saying couldn't be more accurate.' … The internet erupted in unified outrage, burying the Lewis family under an avalanche of condemnation. Desperate for clicks and attention, influential content creators began digging into the Lewis family's background. What they unearthed painted a grim picture: Mrs. Lewis was exposed as an uneducated woman with little to her name, while Mr. Lewis was painted as a hopeless alcoholic and gambler, utterly incapable of providing for his family. Their children fared no better in the public eye. The elder sibling, initially praised as a star student with impeccable manners, was revealed to be a master manipulator hiding behind a mask of virtue. Meanwhile, the younger sibling, spoiled rotten by indulgent parents, had dropped out of school early and spent his days idling without purpose. The revelations sent the family into a spiral of panic. Even Mr. Lewis, usually mute and bedridden, wore a look of deep worry. Mrs. Lewis tried to rally the family, declaring, "What's the big deal? We're rich. As long as we have money, they can't touch us." Landon, catching on quickly, nodded in agreement. "You're right, Mom. I need to move that money out immediately." While the rest of the family clung to their fleeting optimism, Yvonne couldn't shake the ominous dread clawing at her thoughts. She was certain—this was just the opening act of Seraphina's vengeance. The storm brewing on the horizon would be far more devastating. "D*mn it! Why won't it work? What's wrong with this thing?" Landon bellowed, his frustration boiling over as he repeatedly jabbed at his phone. "What happened, Landon?" Mrs. Lewis asked, her nervousness spilling into her tone. "The transfer isn't going through! The money's locked up!" he snapped. "Could it be an issue with the card? Try switching to another one," she urged, grasping for a solution in her mounting panic. Yvonne, overhearing their frantic exchange, felt her unease deepen. The sense of foreboding that had been lingering in her mind now surged to the forefront. This wasn't a coincidence—it was a trap tightening around them.Thud! Thud! Thud! The sound of firm rapping on the door echoed through the ward. Before anyone could utter a word, the door swung open, revealing several uniformed officers stepping inside. Their presence was imposing, and their sharp gazes swept over the room's occupants. "Who here is Landon Lewis?" one of them asked, his voice steady yet commanding. Instinctively, Mrs. Lewis positioned herself between her son and the officers, shielding him as if her presence alone could deter what was to come. But the officers were unyielding. Their piercing eyes locked onto Landon with precision. The lead officer spoke again, his words slicing through the tension like a blade. "We've received substantial evidence and public reports accusing Landon of fraudulent activity linked to charitable donations. The scale of the alleged fraud is significant. By law, we are here to take him in for questioning and further investigation."