Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Lost Your Sarah

I gave him a kidney, built his empire beside him, even risked my life for our son. My world revolved around my family, and for years, it felt perfect. Then, Michael' s old flame, Jessica, reappeared, infecting our home with venom. My own son, Ethan, twisted by her influence, turned hostile, wishing me dead and abusing our pet. Michael' s words confirmed my worst fears: "She needs me. She wouldn't know how to survive without me." They left me injured on a dark, rain-soaked street after my son pulled me from the car. I found my beloved cat, Buddy, brutalized by Ethan. Then came the final photo: Michael and Jessica, naked, mocking me. My life, my sacrifices, were meticulously shredded, leaving me utterly annihilated. Emotionally, I was already gone, my spirit extinguished by their calculated cruelty. How could the very people I cherished betray me so utterly? It was then I whispered to the interface, "Confirm activation of Protocol Chimera. Simulated demise. New identity. Complete severance." The Sarah they brutalized was dead. It was time to make it official.