Chapter 1072:
After much inner turmoil, Sansa finally steeled herself. “Miss Byrd, I'm ready to work for you,” she declared, her
voice trembling but resolute.
And just like that, Sansa slipped back into Clarissa’s grasp, playing the pawn in her intricate game. Life briefly
sparkled with the allure of carefree days and the glint of a fifty-million-dollar windfall—until Pauls return
shattered the calm. With Clarissa’s instructions in hand, Sansa set her schin motion.
She stormed to the Nash family’s grand mansion, putting on a show worthy of a theater's stage. Her wails and
tic antics rattled the air, and she demanded her daughter back in a spectacle loud enough to shake the
walls. The commotion ensured every last member of the Nash clan was now privy to her grievances.
Right now, the family turned to Marissa, their gazes heavy with suspicion.
Marissa descended the stairs with the poise of a queen stepping into a battlefield. Yet, one clan member couldn't
hold back, blurting out, “Tiffany, is there any truth to Sansa’s wild claims? Did you really imprison Ayla?”
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“If it’s true, why on earth would you do such a thing?” another voice chimed in, laden with incredulity.
“Sansa and Ayla may have wronged you in the past, but haven't you already had your revenge? | heard they
were left homeless and begging after being cast out of the Nash family. They've sunk to such miserable depths,
and still, you won't let them be?”
“Sure, they were at fault first, but Ayla is your blood. Can't you find it in your heart to be less cruel? Do you really
have to be this merciless?”
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The murmurs of the crowd swelled like a rising tide, emboldening Sansa to seize the moment. Tears streamed
down her face as she wailed tically. “Dear family, | implore you to take my side! Tiffany has locked up my
poor Ayla, and who knows what unspeakable horrors she subjects her to every day? | can’t even see my own
daughter—it’s worse than death!”
Turning to Rex, she clung to his arm like a drowning woman grasping a lifeline. “Rex, Ayla is your flesh and blood!
Please, plead with your brother to intervene and make Tiffany release our daughter! If we don’t get her back
soon, | fear she’ll meet a cruel end at Tiffany's hands.”
Rex was shaken to his core by Sansa’s impassioned plea. His resolve wavered, and desperation took hold. He
dropped to his knees before Brian, his voice trembling with raw emotion. “Brian, I'm begging you, please, make
Tiffany let Ayla go. She’s my only daughter, my flesh and blood. If anything happens to her, | don’t think I could
go on living.”
Rex had always been meek. Following a harsh punishment orchestrated by Marissa and Landen, where they
forced him to kneel on dog poop daily, his demeanor grew even more subdued, and his appearance increasingly
haggard.
The sight of him, frail and weeping on the floor, stirred pity among the Nash family members. Despite their
internal disputes, blood ties ran deep.
Rex used to stand at the helm of the Nash family, leading the entire family.
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