Chapter 1692 Better Late than Never

"You dare? Marissa glared at them, which Rossie returned with a cold, contemptuous look. ""I'm not afraid of people like you. Go ahead and tear it off, tear it all away and see for yourself whether you're still pretty after that!""" "Marissa seemed to have gone mad as she ordered someone to beat her up. Rossie goaded, ""I don't think you have the guts to.""" Marissa stamped her foot angrily. "Throw her out for me!" Come on then! "Rossie wasn't a pushover. Even though Raeleigh's hand was hurt as well, she still use it to pull Rossie away, ""Forget it.""" "No, who is she to call you a vixen? I still say she's an old hag!" Marissa was so spitting mad that she couldn't care less about her image. Get her... Ah... "Before she could finish, Rossie marched up to her and gave her a push. Marissa lost her balance and fell down. Reese immediately stooped down to support her. Seeing that no one else took action, Rossie went up and tore apart