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Chapter 175

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    At Melinda’s behest, Sansa and A created amotion that drew everyone’s attention to Marissa, expecting her to embarrass herself. Connor watched from a distance, choosing not to intervene. Marissa was ck Snake—she had faced far more formidable adversaries than a few spiteful women. This petty squabble did not rattle her, and he was confident she could handle the situation on her own. Domenic, Marc, and Terry shared Connor’s perspective and stayed by his side, eagerly anticipating the spectacle at the expense of the troublesome trio


    However, the onlookers misunderstood the dynamics at y. Seeing Connor’s apparent indifference to his wife’s predicament, they concluded he didn’t care about her. This misunderstanding further emboldened Melinda, Sansa, and A. Initially, Marissa had no intention of causing a scene. She had shown respect but received only disdain in return. Deciding she had endured enough, she was ready for a direct confrontation. In a bold and defiant move, Marissa removed her shirt right in front of everyone, revealing a stunning dress underneath. The crowd gasped in astonishment


    “Oh my God! She’s so gorgeous. She’s like an angel,” someone eximed


    “Although Tiffany has a bad reputation and is a good-for-nothing, you cannot deny that she is really beautiful,” another person remarked


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    “Indeed. She looks very attractive even in simple attire without makeup. Now, adorned in such luxurious clothing, she dazzles us,” a third observermented


    Standing amidst the crowd, Marissa looked breathtaking. Her posture was graceful and poised, with a hint of wild charm in her expression. The stunning dress, paired with the glittering diamond ne, made her appear as though she were radiating light, casting a glow over the banquet hall. With such brilliance, she overshadowed the other female guests. It was an engagement party with Melinda as the intended star. Although she was surrounded by many guests and had initially captured all the attention, Marissa now stole the spotlight. People who didn’t know it was an engagement party might mistake the event for a beauty pageant award ceremony


    Connor, observing from afar, was visibly displeased. He had chosen Marissa’s outfit, but the sight of many men admiring her sparked jealousy to the point where he wished he could redress her himself. He desired Marissa to revel in the prestige of being his wife while not drawing the gaze of other men. He felt torn


    Marissa, oblivious to the surrounding stares, simply smiled faintly at Melinda after removing her shirt. At that moment, Melinda’s anger was palpable. Tears welled in her eyes, and her clenched hands hung at her sides. She bit her lip nearly to the point of bleeding


    She and Marissa were dressed identically in style and color. Yet, Marissa’s attire, though a replica, looked more ttering on her than Melinda’s original, making Melinda’s own dress seem like the imitation. This situation was a stinging humiliation for Melinda, a scenario she had unwittingly orchestrated


    “Bitch! Whore! Shame on you!” Melinda screamed, her jealousy and hatred contorting her face


    Today was supposed to be her engagement party, and she was meant to be the shining star of the event. A’s face also contorted with jealousy. Ever since childhood, she had envied Tiffany’s beauty, which led her to bully Tiffany relentlessly, even forcing her to go to school looking unattractive every day. Now, seeing Marissa captivate everyone with her stunning appearance, A felt an overwhelming urge to rush forward and tear Marissa apart. She could barely contain her anger. Just as A was about to snap, Sansa suddenly eximed, “They are wearing identical dresses!”


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