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    Hearing Derek’sment, Marissa looked up at the sky, amused, and chose to ignore him. Misinterpreting her silence as confirmation, Derek grew confident and arrogant. “I knew it. You couldn’t possibly be Riss, let alone the ck Snake…”


    He caught himself just in time, realizing he shouldn’t mention the name ck Snake carelessly


    After a brief pause, he looked at Marissa with disdain and continued, “I know where youe from. You’re just a simple vige girl—uneducated and naive. You didn’t even finish high school. If you really were Riss, I’d eat my hat!”


    Marissa turned her head, nced at him, and said tly, “Say that again.”


    Derek assumed she hadn’t heard him the first time. He lifted his chin arrogantly and repeated word for word, “Marissa, if you were Riss, I’d eat my hat!”


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    Marissa calmly recorded his statement on her phone, saved the video, and slipped the phone back into her pocket. Then she faced him and asked, “Anything else?”


    Returning to his usual arrogance, Derek said, “The fake marriage between you and my uncle has been leaked online. Are you aware?”


    “So what?”


    “So what?” Derek smiled mockingly. “You’re just a naive vige girl, Marissa. Now that your fake marriage is public, nobody will fear you anymore. Anyone who wants to mess with you will.”


    “And then?”


    She seemedpletely unfazed, which infuriated Derek. “Don’t you understand your situation? If you don’t leave my uncle soon and go back to being a vige girl, you’re going to end up in serious trouble. Do you get that?”


    Marissa looked at him, clearly amused. “Do you n to harass me once I’m just a ‘vige girl’? Derek, you’re dreaming!”


    “What do you mean ‘harass you’? Even though you annoyed mest time, I’m willing to offer you another chance. As long as you agree to be my mistress, I promise I’ll take good care of you.”


    A chill shed in Marissa’s eyes. Apparently, she hadn’t taught him a sufficient lessonst time; he was still harboring thoughts of keeping her as a mistress. He was truly persistent. Despite being taught a hard lesson several times by her, he never changed. But she couldn’t bring herself to kill him


    Though it would be easy to end him, she didn’t want to get into trouble over someone like him. Left with no other choice, she resolved to teach him another lesson every time he provoked her until he couldn’t take it anymore. With this in mind, Marissa approached him with a smile. She had just had a fight with Charles’ men, and her body was flexible enough; she didn’t need to warm up


    Derek was clearly afraid of her. Seeing her advance, he sensed trouble brewing. His expression twisted with fear as he began to back away. “What… What are you doing? Are you going to hit me again?”


    “We’re in the middle of the street. There are so many people around… Ah!” He couldn’t finish his plea before Marissa kicked him to the ground


    “Ah! Help!” he screamed in terror


    Then, as he spotted the hotel sign, a thought struck him. “Marissa, do you realize where we are? This is the Brando Hotel! Do you know who owns this ce? It’s Charles Acosta. Do you know who he is? You can’t afford to mess with him! If you cause a scene here and disrupt the business, the hotel staff will surelye out to deal with you.”


    Derek believed his warning would scare Marissa, but she was utterly unfazed and kicked him again


    In ast-ditch effort, he yelled towards the hotel, “Come out! There’s trouble happening right in front of your hotel!”


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