Joyce snapped back angrily, “Carey Stoermer, it’s not your place to berate my man!”
“Enough!” Zayn had finally spoken. He looked towards Kazim and Carey and said, “I know you’re unwilling to do this
from the bottom of your hearts, but everything is for the sake of the bigger picture! Just now, the uncle of
Tristan spoke of this with me. Zendaya will need to marry Tristan, or the Missouri Colemans will flatten the
Michigan Stoermers and take her by force… Zendaya, for the sake of the family, I have wronged you!” Then, he sighed and said to Xyla, “Xyla, please persuade Zendaya.”
Having said that, he turned and left. There was no light on his face, only a dull look. As for Joyce, she smiled and said, “Third sister, don’t feel too bitter about it. Isn’t it just a nephew? One that
wasn’t anything special in the first place. Tristan is a proud son of the heavens. Even if he eats dung every
hour, that isn’t anything to be bothered about. He’s still a son to be proud of! On the other hand, your Zendaya
is useless and stays at home doing nothing.

You might as well just think of it as recycling her.” The two women obviously did not have a good relationship. The words that Joyce said made Carey explode on the inside, the rage pouring from her heart. She rushed over
immediately, giving Joyce a big slap on her face. Joyce was furious. However, Carey said, “If you dare to fight back, I won’t let my daughter marry anyone even if I die. Then,
let’s see how your Stoermer family ends up then.”
Finally, it was Conor who dragged his wife away before leaving. ***
In the room, Xyla and Zendaya were sitting opposite each other. The expression on Zendaya’s face was
distorted.
Even though she had not seen Tristan eat dung with her own eyes, she felt sick just at the thought of it. It
would be better to die than marry such a person!
As for Xyla, she lowered her voice and said, “Zendaya, for Tristan to suddenly go out of his mind like this…
I don’t think it’s a coincidence. I also don’t believe that it’s a possession or anything like that. I think someone
must’ve done it deliberately.”
“Huh? Who?”
Xyla glanced at the door, then reached out a slender finger to dip it into the teacup and wrote ‘Alex’ on the
table. Zendaya’s beautiful eyes widened. She couldn’t believe it. “How is that possible? Is he that powerful?”
In Zendaya’s thoughts, Alex’s martial arts level should be at Mystic rank, and he wouldn’t be able to beat
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