Chapter 1591: 702 Resentment Meeting_2 Chapter 1591: 702 Resentment Meeting_2 Within the vastness of Buddhist scriptures, most of what she had recited, she had now forgotten.

At this very moment, her mind suddenly flashed back to words from the Sutra of Retribution.

Jealousy begets humiliation.

Her practice of Buddhism was merely a path she sought to attain fame and fortune quickly.

Now, she had no choice but to believe that karma existed in this world.

Was she destined to go to Hell?

Would she be reincarnated as an animal in her next life?

No.

The very thought of that possibility filled her with endless despair.

She was innocent; she had done nothing wrong.

These were all lies.

How could karma exist in this world?

She was Charlotte Aria, the proudest mistress of the Aria family.

She was the Goddess of Destiny; all people had to submit at her feet.

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Just a thought can separate good from evil.

In the end, her heart was consumed by greed, plunging her into endless darkness.

Sinking, falling into the boundless torture.

Evander Quillon suddenly yelled out, blood spewing from his mouth, and his pendulum fell at his feet.

Terror filled Evander Quillon’s eyes, his widened pupils reflecting a dazzling girl.

Angrily and resentfully, he roared, “Just a little bit, just a little bit more and I would have succeeded.”
The girl’s voice was cool and firm, radiating an icy demeanor and boundless authority, forming a tight net that pressed down on Evander Quillon.

“I will show you that evil can never triumph over good.”
A ghostly white lightning illuminated the sky, revealing Evander Quillon’s bloody, twisted face, full of unwillingness.

Then came the “boom” of rolling thunder, as if the ground itself was shaking.

With a cry of resentment, Evander Quillon shouted, “Heaven wants to kill me …”
With a “crack”, the window shattered, and a blinding white lightning pierced through Evander Quillon’s body.

His entire person began to tremble violently, the unwillingness and resentment in his eyes gradually replaced by fear and confusion, his pupils becoming more and more dilated…

With a “thud”, he fell directly to the ground.

The smell of a burnt corpse gradually spread.

Charlotte Aria’s pupils dilated, a shrill scream erupted from her throat.

She shrank into a corner, completely shaken by the horrifying sight of Evander Quillon’s death.

Aubree Groove watched this all unfold, indifferent to Evander Quillon’s demise.

Her gaze fell on the hysterical Charlotte Aria.

Aubree Groove had given her a chance, but she ultimately did not escape from the disaster of greed.

Charlotte Aria, this was your own choice.

There was a sound of footsteps behind her.

Aubree Groove said quietly, “You’re late.”
Night Hawk stared at her back, his expression complicated, his lips press together.

“You…

you’re not hurt, are you?” he asked.

“Send Evander Quillon’s body to the King of Royalty, and explain everything to Madame Lewis.

She will know what to do.

As for Charlotte Aria…

send her to the hospital first and notify her mother”
Aubree Groove calmly arranged everything.

Night Hawk waved his hand, his subordinates hurried in, heads lowered.

They quickly took away Evander Quillon’s dead body and the hysterical Charlotte Aria.

Aubree Groove walked over and picked up the copper bell lying on the ground.

“This is a good object, but it’s a shame it fell into wicked hands.”
It turned into a deadly weapon.

Aubree Groove intended to take it back and give it a new baptism.

Seeing that Aubree Groove was leaving, Night Hawk quickly called her.

“Wait.”
Aubree Groove stopped in her tracks, but did not turn around.

“You…

you’re Callista.” He said with certainty.

The storm came so quickly that it covered the earthly world.

A lonely villa in the mountains, shattered windows flooding with desolate night wind, and dense rainwater soaking everything.

“So what if I am, and what if I am not?” Her voice was emotionless.

“I owe you an apology, and also….”
“Those who are obsessed with the past will never see tomorrow.

Who I am doesn’t matter.

I hope you understand and let go of the past quickly.”
Seeing her step away, Night Hawk hurried forward.

“How can you give up so easily when you once clearly…”
“Once promising as the sea, save for Wushan clouds.” The girl smiled, both relieved and indifferent.

“If you choose to torment yourself with guilt and regret for a lifetime, that’s your matter.

Having felt sorry for yourself for so long, you believe you’re a romantic.

Good luck with that.”
With that, she stepped out of Night Hawk’s sight without hesitation.

Night Hawk stood there speechless.

Aubree Groove left the villa, the wind and rain hitting her face.

An umbrella opened above her head, sheltering her from the raging storm.

Aubree Groove turned her head.

Beneath the umbrella was a handsome man with a faint smile on his face, his eyes revealing an unavoidable weariness.