Chapter 348:

Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!

Remy relentlessly slapped Sansa and Ayla, each strike forcing them to spit blood and fall helplessly to the floor. As he observed them struggling and coughing up blood, his anger did not subside. He delivered several more brutal kicks.

Pointing at them with fury, he shouted, “You two witches! You nearly made me cross Master Only. Leave now and never come back into my sight!”

Turning to Dunbar, his anger palpable, he commanded, “Get rid of these two now!”

Dunbar was visibly shocked by the rapid change in circumstances. Moments earlier, Remy had been fond of Sansa and Ayla and had seen the Nash and Sanchez families as his enemies. Now, everything had shifted drastically.

After Remy issued his order, Dunbar paused briefly, collecting his thoughts before responding, “Yes, sir.” He then forcefully dragged Sansa and Ayla out like discarded sacks.

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due to Sansa and Ayla’s persecution. At the medical conference some time ago, Marissa had

long-standing feud had finally ended. Yet, Sansa and Ayla hadn’t relinquished their vendetta and seized every chance possible for

slandering her. This time, they enlisted Remy for their schemes. Thus, they could

Wesson, trembling with fear, quickly pleaded, “Mr. Sugden, I will leave on my own

him away. Before the bodyguard could respond,

timid look. “Mr.

yet to apologize to Miss Nash or gain her forgiveness. Do you think you

disliked Marissa, viewing her beauty as superficial, likening her to a worthless rag. Now, as he observed her anew, she seemed to radiate a brilliant light, making him feel insignificant, like an ant beneath

masked its luster. Blinded by his own folly, he had conspired with Sansa and Ayla against Tiffany. He had cruelly broken off their

married her instead, the Clifford family would have been basking in prosperity. His

was futile. He had lost a precious gem, and reclaiming it would mean contending with formidable rivals. Of course, it wasn’t the moment

the pain coursing through his body, Wesson slid from the wheelchair and knelt before Marissa. Tears streaming down his face, he cried, “I’m sorry, Tiffany. I was wrong to

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