Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

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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scene with icy detachment. Tiffany had endured much since her childhood due to Sansa and Ayla’s persecution. At the medical conference some time

ended. Yet, Sansa and Ayla hadn’t relinquished their vendetta and seized every chance

let Melinda manipulate them into slandering her. This time, they enlisted Remy for

with Sansa and Ayla, Remy turned his cold gaze to Wesson. Wesson, trembling with fear, quickly pleaded,

the bodyguard to wheel him away. Before the bodyguard could respond,

a timid look. “Mr. Sugden, is there something else you require of

chilling. “Stop feigning ignorance. You have yet to apologize to Miss Nash or gain her forgiveness. Do you think you

had always disliked Marissa, viewing her beauty as superficial, likening her to a worthless rag. Now, as

that had masked its luster. Blinded by his own folly, he had conspired with Sansa

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

and reclaiming it would mean contending with formidable rivals. Of course, it wasn’t the moment for Wesson to ponder the possibility of marriage. He needed to kneel before

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 break off our engagement and cause