?Chapter 1081:


    A’s haunting image remained etched in everyone’s minds like a ghost that refused to fade. Sansa stood frozen, her wide eyes still fixed on the nk phone screen. It was as if her thoughts had been swept away, leaving her trapped in a daze, teetering on the edge of disbelief and madness.


    Rex copsed onto the cold floor, his voice trembling with disbelief. “How could this happen? How did my daughter turn into… this?” His words hung in the air, heavy with anguish.


    The others stood rooted in silence, their expressions torn between pity and unease.


    After a long, tense pause, Rex jolted upright as though struck by lightning. Without warning, his hand whipped across Sansa’s face, the sound of the p echoing in the room like a gunshot.


    It was the first time he had ever raised a hand to her.


    Sansa, a fiery and headstrong woman who had dominated Rex since the days of their courtship, stared at him in shock. Rex, who had always yed the meekmb in their rtionship, finally found his voice—and his fury.


    That p wasn’t just physical; it was years of frustration unleashed in one swift motion. Sansa stumbled to the floor, dazed, her head spinning like a top.


    But Rex wasn’t done. His face contorted with rage, and he kicked Sansa several times, his voice a thunderous roar. “You cursed woman! You are a cmity! Look at what you’ve done to our daughter! Even if I wring your neck, it won’t ease my rage!”


    Explore fantastic tales on gα?ησν????s; ?οm


    Clutching her painful cheek, Sansa broke into sobs. “How was I supposed to know it would end up like this? A was thriving—she was getting sharper, stronger… She was changing for the better,” she stammered, her voice faltering before a sudden realization struck her like a bolt. Her tear-filled eyes snapped to Marissa.


    With a trembling finger, she used, “It’s her! She was jealous—she saw A improving and poisoned her. She’s the snake who turned A into this!”


    Before the venomous words could fully escape, Marissa’s handshed out in a fiery p, sending Sansa back to the floor. Her tolerance for Sansa’s wild usations had run dry.


    Although Rex’s fury at Sansa hadn’t yet ebbed, her wild ims nted a tiny, nagging doubt in his mind. His gaze flicked to Marissa, suspicion flickering in his eyes.


    Before he could voice his doubt, Paul interjected. “I give you my word, on my honor—Tiffany did no harm to A. She confined her only to draw blood for testing, working tirelessly to create a vine against this hybrid virus.”


    Rex blinked, taken aback. “Wait… you knew about this already?”


    Paulid out rissa’s history with meticulous detail, his tone steady and firm. “Now that you’ve heard the full truth, do you still question Tiffany?”


    Rex rubbed his face, shaking his head emphatically. “No. I believe you. I’d trust you over anyone else.”


    Paul’s stern expression softened slightly. “There’s something else you need to know, something even more critical…”


    .


    .


    .