NovelFinishChapter 673: Both Sheppard and Wesson, depending on Sansa and Ayla for their big break, were practically tripping over themselves with excitement. They eagerly anticipated the chance to win favor with the esteemed president of the Peridot Consortium.
The four of them together made quite a striking—and almost comical-picture.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMarissa observed the scene in silence, choosing not to disrupt the unfolding spectacle.
Sheppard, who had been trailing behind Sansa like a lost puppy, finally spoke up after entering the room. "Sansa, did the president agree to see Mr. Clifford and me?" His tone was filled with over-the-top flattery.
Sansa's voice dripped with mockery as she responded, "If the president hadn't agreed to summon you, would we even dare to bring you to the Peridot Consortium?" She shot him a pointed glance. "Mr. Sanchez, not just anyone gains entry into the Peridot Consortium. Trespassers face severe consequences. Do you think we're lying to you?" "No, no. I wouldn't entertain such thoughts!" Sheppard hurriedly clarified, his tone groveling.
"Sansa, don't getwrong. Everyone knows you and Ayla are favored by the president. There's no way I would doubt you. I'm just so pumped, I can't believe my luck." "Relax. The president trusts Ayla andimmensely. She meets with whoever we recommend and often places them in significant positions. Just show your best self and impress the president,” Sansa said with a smug smile.
Visibly thrilled, Sheppard rubbed his hands together like a kid on Christmas morning. "If I get a high position, I'll dedicate myself fully to the president. I'll be forever grateful to you and Ayla, of course." "There's no need for that," Sansa replied with a knowing smile. "We share a common goal of destroying the Nash and Sanchez families, making sure that bitch Tiffany has no one to rely on. Then we throw her into hell. Let's work together to make this happen." "Absolutely," Sheppard agreed, his eyes turning dark with outrage. "I despise the Sanchez family and hate Tiffany even more. I won't rest until they're all crushed." "I hate Tiffany too!" Wesson suddenly chimed in.
"She's the reason I'm in this wheelchair. I want to tear her apart every single day! If she hadn't becOnly, we Cliffords would've already wiped out the Sanchez family. Just thinking about it makeswant to skin her alive." Ayla, who had been silently observing, let out a disdainful snort. "Mr. Clifford, talk is cheap. We need action." Wesson immediately tried to fawn over her. "Ayla, you can count on the Clifford family. We will do everything in our power to cooperate with you." Marissa couldn't help but find their conversation darkly amusing, so many enemies gathered in one place, and she felt confident she could take them all down at once.
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o.m Just then, the quartet reached Marissa, who hadn'moved an inch.
When Sansa saw that Marissa didn't intend to make way, her face twisted with irritation, "Are you dead or what? Didn't you see us coming? Move out of the way!"
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