With her arms crossed over her chest, Alyssa stood there with an air of arrogance as though she were already a reigning queen.
It turned out she was so arrogant because of me. I sneered and said, "If your future mother-in-law sees you acting like this, you can forget about marrying into a prestigious family."
Alyssa instantly flew into a rage and demanded, "You bitch! Isn't it enough that you seduced my man? Now you're cursing me, too?
"I'm going to give you a proper beating today!
"Don't stop! Keep smashing everything to bits!"
With that, Alyssa led the charge, once again going on a rampage in my house.
The group of hosts, as if fueled by adrenaline, began to smash things even more frantically. This time, they went all out, smashing everything with great force.
They didn't miss a single thing—vases, antiques, valuable items, jewelry. They grabbed and shattered everything on the floor.
They even used scissors to cut up all the designer clothes and limited-edition bags, just like a gang of looters in a city.
The once clean and tidy villa turned into a complete mess within minutes of their rampage, littered with shards and trash everywhere.