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    Marissa was taken aback to find that Arabe hadn’t gone to her room to rest. Surprised at first, she soon felt a wave of guilt wash over her. Typically, Arabe sumbed to sleepiness after events, and she was particrly exhausted after today’s engagement party. Nevertheless, she stayed up, worried that Marissa might be unhappy. Marissa quickly reached for Arabe’s hand and said, “Grandma, I won. I gave that jerk a hard lesson.”


    “Really?” Arabe’s eyes lit up with admiration. “You’re amazing. That loser stands no chance against you.”


    Connor, the so-called loser, was left dumbfounded. Could he leave?


    But as he considered that option, Arabe suddenly jabbed him with her crutch. “Where were you when Tiffany was being harassed in the game? Why didn’t you intervene?”


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    Connor responded, feeling defeated, “Grandma, I was caught up with something else at that moment.”


    “And what could possibly be more important than your wife?” Arabe red at him with evident displeasure. “Tiffany was nearly driven to her breaking point by that jerk. I was about to call you to step in!” Arabe then scoffed with disdain. “Luckily, Tiffany won. Otherwise, I would’ve gone over there and taught that jerk a lesson myself with my crutch.”


    Connor exhaled wearily. “Grandma, please don’t call him that. It sounds rude.”


    Arabe shot back, “What’s wrong with calling him a jerk? Anyone who bullies Tiffany deserves that title!”


    Noticing Connor’s difort, Arabe suddenly asked, “Why does it bother you when I call him a jerk? Were you the onepeting with Tiffany?”


    Connor clenched his jaw and said nothing


    “I knew it!” Arabe eximed, her voice rising with excitement. She thumped Connor’s shin with her crutch. “You bastard! Couldn’t you just let your wife win when ying games? What if Tiffany felt hurt by that?”


    As the crutch struck his shin, Connor grimaced, sucking in a breath. He hurried to calm Arabe. “Grandma, I let her win. She asked me to fuck off, and I did so.”


    Nearby, Domenic, Marc, and Terry stood in shock. It was at that moment that they all realized Bee was actually Marissa. Suddenly, it all made sense. Why had Connor been so humiliatingly defeated? Because the person he faced was none other than his wife!


    This realization must have struck Connor with intense embarrassment. He had envied Bee, only to learn that she was his own wife. The potential for ridicule from his rivals was immense if they ever found out. Domenic, Marc, and Terry simultaneously recognized that Connor’s usual confidence wavered whenever Marissa was around; his whole attitude andpetence seemed to transform


    They decided it was better to depend on Marissa than Connor in the future. While Domenic and Marc chose to keep quiet about this insight, Terry couldn’t help but share his opinion. He leaned over to Domenic and Marc, whispering, “Time to change our motto. Trusting Mr. Daniels for our fortunes was a mistake. Clearly, the vige girl is the one with the real power!”


    Domenic and Marc tried but failed to suppress theirughter. Oblivious to their thoughts, Connor thought theirughter was due to Arabe scolding him and shot them a fierce look. Feeling threatened, Domenic, Marc, and Terry quickly disappeared


    After sending off his unnerved subordinates, Connorforted Arabe once again before taking her back to her room to rest. With matters resolved, Connor and Marissa departed on a private jet headed for the Sunrise, marking the start of a high-levelpetition


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