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    Connor remained calm andposed, casually asking the Clifford family, “Is there anything else?”


    Rowe, Yana, and Wesson looked at each other, their lips pursed. They seemed to have more to say but couldn’t find the words. After a short pause, Yana said, “Mr. Daniels, these should be enough for you to show your grandmother Tiffany’s true colors and secure your divorce from her.”


    Connor then turned to Domenic, asking, “Did you record all that?”


    “I’ve recorded everything,” Domenic replied


    “Then let’s go ahead and report them for nder,” Connor said


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    The Cliffords stood there, stunned and shaken. The bystanders were equally taken aback. They had all seen Domenic recording the entire conversation, thinking he was gathering evidence to show Arabe. Little did they know, it was actually a trap set for the Clifford family


    It was clear now that Connor was aiming to protect Tiffany. This raised questions. Connor had previously shown disdain towards Tiffany, so why this sudden defense? During the recent medical conference, Connor had kicked Sansa to protect Tiffany. Now, he came to this party to safeguard Tiffany again, leaving the crowd puzzled


    As Domenic prepared to call the police, Rowe suddenly knelt before Connor, pleading, “Mr. Daniels, can you please rify what we’ve done wrong?”


    If Connor pressed charges against them, they knew they would never win thewsuit. Yana quickly joined Rowe on the floor. She noticed Wesson hesitating and gently nudged him to kneel with them. Wesson grimaced as his sore ribs made kneeling painful, yet he hid his difort


    Connor looked down at the Clifford family with an air of detachment and casually suggested to Rowe, “Weren’t you going to call the police? Let’s do it together.”


    “I… I can’t do that!” Rowe stuttered, his forehead slick with sweat from anxiety


    Connor let out a softugh. “No need to worry, Mr. Clifford. Everyone must abide by thew. If my wife hurt your son, she’ll face the consequences. Simrly, if you’ve made false ims about her, you’ll need to answer for that.”


    “It was all Wesson’s fault! He… he flirted with your wife publicly. He got what he deserved!” Rowe’s voice shook as he continued, “We made up those stories to damage your wife’s reputation. We are very sorry, Mr. Daniels.”


    “So, you’re dropping the issue of my wife defending herself against your son?” Connor asked


    “It was our son who erred, and your wife was merely protecting herself. We see no need to continue this,” Rowe said, shaking his head vigorously


    With a hint of a smirk, Connor responded casually, “Well, considering your age, since you’ve asked for mercy, I’ll drop the matter.”


    “Understood, sir,” Domenic responded, pocketing his phone with a smile. Rowe, Yana, and Wesson repeatedly bowed in thanks to Connor before they apologized to Marissa. With their heads lowered in embarrassment, they fled the party


    After the Clifford family left, Connor moved closer to Marissa, leaning in slightly to catch her eye. “My grandmother always told me to stand by my wife. Are you happy with how I handled that?” he asked. Marissa’s cheeks turned pink under his steady gaze


    His voice was so gentle, and his stance so close. Was he trying to charm her on purpose? A flush of embarrassment swept through Marissa, intensified by the many onlookers. She could feel his breath on her cheek, sending warmth through her


    “Well, um…” Marissa awkwardly stepped back and nodded. “Yes.”


    Before she could pull away, Connor wrapped his arms around her, his voice carrying a hint of flirtation. “I’m d to hear my wife is pleased.”


    Marissa was stunned. This man must have been deliberate in his actions. He seemed to want to see her flustered and awkward. She desperately wanted to express her frustration but held back, considering the onlookers. She hadmitted to maintaining their image as a loving couple, after all


    The crowd was visibly surprised. Wasn’t it well known that Connor held some resentment towards Tiffany? And yet, they seemed so close


    “Tiffany, it’s been a while,” a gentle voice suddenly said from behind. Marissa turned around,pletely surprised by the neer


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