?Chapter 260:
Charles found himselfpletely dumbfounded. He hadn’t anticipated that even mentioning Remy wouldn’t suffice to intimidate Marissa. As she instructed him to deliver a message to Remy, Charles clenched his teeth, grappling with the pain, and listened intently
“Tell Remy he needn’te to me; I’ll seek him out myself,” dered Marissa
Charles was left speechless. He couldn’t fathom how this young woman could be so audacious as to actively pursue Remy. Unable to contain his disbelief, he questioned her, “Tiffany, what emboldens you? Are you fearless merely because you hold the title of Mrs. Daniels? It’smon knowledge now that your marriage to Mr. Connor Daniels is a sham. How could Connor possibly provoke Remy on behalf of a mere fake wife? You will face the consequences of your arrogance!”
“I don’t rely on Connor,” Marissa said, amused
“If not Connor, then what fuels your arrogance?”
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“My own abilities,” Marissa replied
Charles was taken aback. She imed to rely on her own abilities, which seemed reasonable enough. At least in defeating his men, she had demonstrated her strength without any assistance from Connor
“Go back and inform Remy that he should indulge himself in the days ahead and savor every moment, because when I confront him, his days of ease will be over. This is the consequence of crossing the Sanchez family!”
Leaving these words hanging in the air, Marissa turned to Daryl and Shaun. “Uncle Daryl, Shaun, let’s return home.”
With that, she turned and strode out. Still reeling, Daryl and Shaun nced at the pained Charles and the scattered tattooed men before swiftly trailing after Marissa out of the room
As they waited for the elevator, Daryl trembled slightly. “Tiffany, are we simply leaving like this?”
Marissa responded with amusement, “If not like this, then how?”
Daryl gestured towards Charles’ room. “I mean, after such a beating, shouldn’t they seek medical attention or something?” Marissa found the question even more amusing. “Not necessary.”
Just then, the elevator doors slid open, and the three stepped inside. As the elevator descended, Daryl pressed further. “Tiffany, by beating Charles and his men, we’ve surely offended Remy. What’s our next move?”
“Next, we’ll pay Remy a visit and beat him!” Marissa stated matter-of-factly. Daryl was taken aback. “Tiffany, I thought you were just bluffing Charles. Are you seriously considering confronting Remy?”
Marissa patiently exined, “Charles is merely a cog in Remy’s machine. His actions against the Sanchez family are effectively Remy’s actions. If we eliminate Charles, others will take his ce in tormenting us. As long as Remy holds sway, the Sanchez family will remain under constant threat. Therefore, our primary objective should be Remy himself.”
Daryl nodded. “Tiffany, I understand your reasoning, but challenging someone as formidable as Remy is quite intimidating.”
Marissa offered a reassuring smile to Daryl. “Uncle Daryl, you’re too used to being a straightforward and honest man, and you’ve raised Shaun to be gentle and courteous. Both of you mayck a certain ruthlessness, which is why bullies like Wesson and Charles feel emboldened to oppress you. But don’t worry. With me around, anyone who dares to target the Sanchez family will face utter destruction!”
As Daryl and Shaun witnessed Marissa’s confident and resolute stance, their spirits were uplifted. The Sanchez family had long upheld schrly virtues, prioritizing grace and kindness. Even in the face of injustice, they often sought reconciliation over confrontation. But now, with Marissa—a fierce and determined presence—among them, they felt a newfound surge of courage
They had entered the hotel with a throng of thugs barring their path but departed while none dared to impede them, strolling out unchallenged. As Marissa nced up, her keen eyes caught sight of someone hiding behind a pir, observing them. Huh! It appeared to be someone familiar…
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