I’m honestly relieved that the truth is finally coming to light.
My connection with this woman began about seven years ago, when she relocated to America.
A close friend asked me to help her — she was a single mom with two kids and needed support. I was told she was going through a difficult emotional time, but I chose to help anyway. I was young, pure-hearted, and genuinely wanted to do good.
From the very beginning, I opened my home and my heart. I hosted her for Shabbos, helped her with furniture, supported her financially when needed, spent time with her kids, and even shared everything I knew about real estate so she could build her own future. I truly wanted her to succeed.
But after a few months, people close to her started telling me that she was uncomfortable around us, that she felt jealous of my marriage and my life. Slowly, the relationship shifted. I began noticing manipulative behaviors and hurtful actions. That’s when I chose to step back. I wished her well and continued living my life with kindness whenever our paths crossed.
Years later, after separating from a business partner, things escalated. That former partner, knowing there was tension, connected with her and encouraged negativity toward me. Together they tried to harm my reputation by reaching out to a few investors who were unhappy about one real estate deal — something that, as anyone in today’s market knows, can happen even to the best and most experienced people. Out of many strong investments we manage, this was just one that faced challenges.
Instead of seeking facts, they spread stories and negativity, trying to create fear and doubt.
What’s ironic is that months earlier, completely unrelated people had already reached out to me telling me they had lost money with her and couldn’t reach her — but I chose to stay out of it because it wasn’t my business.
While my team and I were doing everything possible to navigate a difficult real estate climate, she added unnecessary drama, negativity, and attention-seeking behavior. In the beginning, some people believed her, simply because they didn’t yet understand the patterns — the sweetness, the compliments, the way she knows how to say the right words. By the time people understood something was off, the damage was done.
We sought legal protection, but it quickly became clear that she was thriving off the attention. Even when she was told to stop spreading harmful statements, she continued and twisted things. At that point, we decided not to feed the fire. We chose peace. We chose to move forward because we know the truth is with us.
But as time passed, more and more people started reaching out to me privately — people who had seen her stories, people who had been afraid to speak up, people who felt threatened or hurt by her in different ways. I realized there are many people who have been silent out of fear. People who once helped her, supported her, and showed her only good — just like I did.
That’s when I understood: silence only protects the wrong things.
At some point, justice and truth have to matter.
What I take from this entire experience is simple:
I helped with a pure heart. I acted with kindness. I never imagined it would lead to this. But I also know that life has a way of revealing what needs to be revealed. Good people don’t need to scream — the truth always rises.
And today, I’m grateful to see that happening.
(Chaya R)