Chapter 110: The unexpected guest was Wesson, accompanied by his parents and a group of bodyguards. Three days ago, Marissa had broken his nose and knocked out two of his teeth. Wesson cfrom a wealthy family and had always been known for his wild and unrestrained behavior. He typically wore a white suit and was skilled at charming women. However, today he was a mess, his appearance almost comical. His face was marked with bruises, and a thick gauze covered the bridge of his nose. When he spoke, the gaps where his two front teeth had been were plainly visible Rumors had circulated that he had flirted with a fiery-tempered beauty on the street and had been soundly beaten for it. Yet, no one knew that the woman was Marissa. Initially, Wesson wasn't sure who had attacked him. He had expended considerable effort and resources to find out, only to discover it was Tiffany. He found it hard to accept. He had once humiliated her to the brink of despair, almost driving her to jump off a building. How had she transformed into such a fierce and stunning woman? For him, being beaten by her was more humiliating than being bitten by a stray dog. Both the Sanchez and the Clifford families were involved in the art business and were fierce competitors. They harbored deep resentment towards each other, meeting only in strained circumstances. Therefore, when Wesson showed up at the Sanchez family's party, his intentions were unclear at first It wasn't until he kicked over a table and cursed loudly that everyone realized the fiery-tempered beauty who had beaten him up was none other than Tiffany. He was there to confront her. The revelation shocked everyone. It was hard to believe that Tiffany, known for her gentleness and delicacy, could overpower a notorious playboy like Wesson. She had never shown such boldness, even when forced to break off her engagement after being humiliated. Wesson's broken nose and the absence of his two front teeth bore testament to her formidable strength Updates always at galnovesBefore Marissa could respond, Daryl spoke up sharply. "This is the Sanchez family's house, not a venue for reckless behavior. You need to leave immediately!" Rachel instinctively stepped in front of Marissa, shielding her. She addressed Wesson, “Everyone knows Tiffany as gentle and demure. How could she have inflicted such damage on you? You must find a more credible story if you're attempting to discredit her." Although both families were in the art business, the Cliffords had a reputation for being rough and domineering, in stark contrast to the demure Daryl and Rachel. They appeared somewhat fragile when confronted with Wesson's aggressive demeanor. Wesson dismissed their attempts to defend Tiffany with a sneer. "Enough with the nonsense. If you don't hand over Tiffany today, I will bring down your Sanchez family!" "How dare you?" Shaun approached Wesson and asked in a resonant voice, "I'd like to see how you plan to bring down the Sanchez family." Despite his serious tone, Shaun's elegant and demure appearance lessened his intimidating presence. Standing before Wesson, he seemed more like a scholar facing a bandit. With her temper flaring, Leila pushed her way to the front, pointed directly at Wesson's nose, and yelled, "Get out of here!" Wesson, infuriated, gritted his teeth. "How dare a little girl command me? You must be looking for trouble!” He raised his hand to slap Leila. Although Leila was sharp-tongued, she wasn't much of a fighter. She would definitely suffer if she encountered a jerk like Wesson Just as Leila was about to be hit, Daryl and Shaun stepped forward simultaneously to intercept Wesson. Seeing this, the Clifford family's bodyguards rushed forward, ready to strike. At that critical moment, a white figure dashed over, kicked Wesson away, and swiftly tackled the bodyguards. The entire skirmish lasted less than ten seconds. The moves were executed so quickly that no one could catch how she did it. Once the dust settled, everyone was gaping in astonishment Seeing Wesson and his bodyguards sprawled on the floor and then looking at Marissa, who remained calm and composed, the others finally believed Wesson. She was indeed the fiery-tempered beauty who had beaten him up! Yana Clifford, Wesson's mother, hurried to help her son up. "My dear, are you okay?" Wesson, sweating from pain, clenched his teeth and replied, "My ribs are broken!"
"Call the police! Call the police now!" shouted Wesson's father, Rowe Clifford, in a fury. Just then, a cold and intimidating voice rang from outside. "Who wants to call the police?"