Part 1My Divorced Best Friend Moved In, and Now She Wants My Mansion

Ever since my best friend, Chloe, got divorced and had nowhere to go, I let her move into my place.

I never imagined she'd try to claim my home as her own.

When I refused, she trashed me online, accusing me of seducing her husband and causing their divorce.

She even claimed I’d swindled all his money to buy my luxury apartment.

The entire internet branded me a toxic bestie, wishing death upon me.

What I never expected was for her ex-husband to step forward, corroborating her lies and claiming I seduced him.

But watching the internet tear me apart,

I couldn't help but smile.

Chloe sat on my sofa, three stacks of crisp bills clutched in her hand, which she then slapped onto my coffee table.

"Mia, transfer the ownership of this apartment to me. Consider it a testament to our friendship all these years."

This apartment was worth ten million dollars.

The irony was, just yesterday, I'd pulled some strings and finalized her daughter Lily's school admission.

I had planned to surprise her over dinner this weekend.

Instead, she'd given me this massive "surprise" first.

"Chloe, do you even hear yourself?"

I set down my water glass, trying to keep my voice calm.

Chloe immediately frowned, the smugness on her face dissolving into annoyance.

"Mia, how good are we? You're so well-off now; you don't even need this apartment!"

"But I'm different. Lily is starting school soon, and we can't do that without a home!"

"Can't you just understand how hard it is for me as a mom? You wouldn't refuse to help me with such a small thing, would you?"

I patiently explained, "It's not that I don't want to help. But if I agree, this apartment would be legally yours. Even if you're in a tough spot, you shouldn't be asking for something like this."

At that, Chloe shot up, slamming her hand on the coffee table.

"You're living so comfortably now, what's wrong with giving me a hand?"

"I think you're just stingy! Selfish! Terrified I'll take advantage of you!"

"If I'd known you were like this, I never would have been good to you in the first place!"

Her temper flared like spilled gasoline.

I was still trying to patiently explain when a small figure suddenly darted towards me.

It was Lily, Chloe's daughter.

She clutched a plastic toy knife, aiming it right at my leg.

"Bad lady! You're bullying my mommy! I'm going to kill you!"

Lily's eyes held a viciousness unsettling for her age.

The plastic tip of the toy knife poked my leg.

It didn't hurt, but it made my stomach churn.

I froze.

Lily's upbringing had always been rough. Before, she'd snatched toys from other kids and even hit them.

I'd constantly urged Chloe to teach her better.

But Chloe always brushed it off, saying kids would grow out of it.

Now, it was clear: it wasn't a kid's problem; it was an adult's.

"Lily! What are you doing!"

I instinctively pushed her away.

Chloe immediately pounced, shielding Lily in her arms.

"Mia! Are you crazy? Hitting a child?"

I took a deep breath, trying to calm the anger bubbling inside me.

"Don't you think you should do something about your daughter's behavior?"

Chloe, however, became enraged, yelling:

"Is Lily wrong? You ARE a bad woman! Bullying us mother and daughter!"

"I'm doing this for Lily's schooling. As her godmother, can't you just give me the apartment for her sake?"

I had felt pity for Chloe and Lily, letting them stay here temporarily.

Now, it seemed like a huge mistake.

I sighed in exasperation, "I'm not giving you this apartment. You two need to move out now."

Chloe's eyes immediately widened.

"You were the one who let us move in! Now you want to kick us out? No way!"

"Today, you either transfer this apartment to me, or we're staying here indefinitely!"

She stood in the middle of the living room, hands on her hips, an utterly unreasonable look on her face.