Chapter 683
Chapter 683:
Her words caught in her throat when she noticed the small USB drive in Maxwell’s hand. Terror washed over her like a tidal wave, and she seemed on the verge of choking.
She screamed wildly, “Impossible! You can’t possibly have that footage p>
Maxwell laughed softly, his expression a mixture of amusement and contempt. “Why so nervous? Having second thoughts? If you’re truly innocent, then let everyone see for themselves. What exactly are you afraid of p>
His words made her eyes widen and redden. Like a trapped animal, she lunged at Maxwell, desperate to snatch the USB drive from his grasp.
But she was too slow. Maxwell stepped aside effortlessly and, with one swift motion, slammed her down hard onto the stage floor.
Everything happened so quickly that the audience barely had time to react.
Now Rosanna lay crumpled on the floor, utterly defeated.
“So this is your brilliant last resort?” Maxwell’s voice dripped with cold mockery.
Meanwhile, the online chat exploded into chaos.
“If she’s so innocent, why did she attack him for that USB drive? Talk about showing your hand p>
“Did you see those moves? This guy is so cool, like a well-trained martial artist p>
“Just play the damn footage already! I can’t take this suspense!” On the stage floor, Rosanna writhed helplessly, unable to break free from Maxwell’s iron grip pinning her down.
Something inside her finally snapped, every last shred of dignity crumbling in that devastating moment.
“Get off me! Get off!” Rosanna’s voice spiraled into pure hysteria as she thrashed beneath him. “Maia sent you, didn’t she? It’s all her doing! Everything! She’s the one who destroyed me! She stole my entire life, took my fiancé, and now she wants to finish me off completely! I’m the Morgan family’s real daughter! Why won’t fortune favor me instead? Why does fate allow an impostor to enjoy my life p>
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Tears streamed down her face as her voice climbed higher. “Why do you all protect her? What does she have that I don’t? How is Maia better than me? Answer me, damn you p>
In her breakdown, Rosanna became like a wild animal. She was kicking, clawing, and screaming obscenities while her hair whipped around her face like a madwoman’s.
The piercing sounds she made were torture to hear. At that moment, Rosanna looked utterly unhinged.
Fury gave her desperate strength, and she began breaking free from Maxwell’s hold.
Maxwell grimaced at the sight of her complete mental collapse and quickly released her, stepping back while brushing off his sleeves in revulsion, clearly wanting no part of this deranged woman’s violence.
Rosanna rolled over and collapsed onto the floor, but her rage wouldn’t let her quit. She spat venomous curses like a demented oracle, her wild eyes locked onto the composed Maia nearby.