The million-dollar wedding dress that my mother spent three months custom-making for me before her death was taken by my boyfriend without permission to let his childhood friend "fulfill her wedding dream." At the wedding venue, I demanded it back in public, only for him to protect the outsider and accuse me of being unreasonable, while the wedding dress was intentionally torn into rags by the childhood friend. Playing the victim and unleashing cyberbullying to portray me as a villain, I calmly started a live stream and threw out the surveillance footage, contracts, and death certificate, with ironclad evidence completely turning the tables. In the end, the childhood friend was left with a lifelong criminal record, and the boyfriend had to pay millions in compensation. A delayed apology is worthless; I took back all justice for my mother.