NOVPUBChapter 1084: 501 Zi Jin_1 Chapter 1084: 501 Zi Jin_1 Time rewinds back to the first day.
Upon learning about the ins and outs of the incident involving Vivian Hayes, Kelly Martinez was furious.
She vowed to utterly discredit her and banish her from the entertainment circuit.
“I still have an old score to settle with her, how dare she mess with you!
She has no clue what she’s got coming,” Kelly cursed.
Turning her head, she saw Aubree Groove, the person involved in this incident, leisurely admiring the surroundings.
The anger inside Kelly Martinez neither rose nor subsided, almost choking her.
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“I was talking to you!” Kelly rushed over and slapped her palm down on the table before Aubree.
Aubree raised her eyebrows; her fair complexion hidden in the mist, exuding an alluring, mystical beauty.
Her eyes were calm as the abyss; a sight breathtaking enough to suffocate someone.
At the moment, a faint smile emerged at the bottom of her eyes, like sunlight falling on the sea surface, casting off glimmering specks of reflected light.
“What are you asking?” Aubree said.
Kelly, taking a deep breath, said: “I was asking how you plan on dealing with Vivian Hayes.
She must be planning to sling mud at you after this is all over.
Even though netizens currently favor you, who knows what kind of dirty tricks the evil-minded people will lay out behind the scenes.”
Kelly’s eyes were full of tempting suggestions, like the Big Bad Wolf leading Little Red Riding Hood: “Poisoning, aphrodisiac drugs, even taking inappropriate photos, she’s trying to wreck you.
Right now, she’s only paid the price by the loss of her right to motherhood.
She’s got it too easy; all it will take is a word from you, and she could hire every troll-farm in the country and still, she wouldn’t be able to turn this around in her favour.”
Aubree, when she’s at her best, is compassionate.
At her worst, she’s a masochist.
Others have openly spat on her face, yet she still forgives them with a smile.
Kelly could not tolerate this, she swore she would make the opposition forever unable to turn their fortunes around.
Otherwise, she is not a Martinez.
“She’s already received her dues,” said Aubree with indifference.
“That’s not enough, it’s barely even a scratch.
Moreover, she did it to herself,” Kelly retorted.
Aubree just looked quietly at Kelly, opening her palm to reveal a hollow sphere.
She had picked it up from the floor, a ball that had rolled off a lamp onto the balcony.
She said, “If this ball represents the world, and everyone views their physical bodies as reality going through birth, death, and reincarnation, loving and killing each other, unable to escape, the pain caused by unloved conditions and the union of body and mind is referred to as the suffering of hatred.
The suffering caused by hatred arises from five conditions…”
Kelly was turning green, she cupped her ears with both hands: “For heaven’s sake, spare me…”
Aubree, disregarding Kelly’s reaction, continued in her eerily soft voice as if speaking from a distant dream: “Hatred comes from anger, just like a birch bark fire, potent in appearance but weak in persistence.
Ever harbouring resentment, all kinds of hate, and doing deeds that are difficult to turn back from, hate is like the heat in a winter room, mild in appearance but persisting for a long time, never extinguishing…”
She said, “Hatred can never dissolve hatred.
If we continue to harbor hatred, we not only harm others but also ourselves.
We should let bygones be bygones, lean towards compassion, and make the best of one’s hard-earned human life and the profound teachings of the Buddha.”
“Kelly, do you understand?” Aubree asked.
Kelly pulled a face: “I don’t understand.
All I know is that I need to avenge past wrongs, reciprocate grievances.
As to whether it’s right or wrong, who cares?
I’ll think about it when I’m satisfied.”
Aubree shook her head helplessly: “Well, each person has their own karma.
Why force it.”
This was also a statement intended for Kelly.
Why force her?
Kelly immediately understood, gave Aubree a deep look, stopped dwelling on the matter, and decided to turn the page.
“Fine, I’ll let this go.
But you need to accompany me to a competition.”
“What competition?”
“You’ll find out when the time comes.
As my date, you need a proper get-up.
Let’s do this, accompany me somewhere tomorrow and we can sort you out with an outfit.”
The next morning at the breakfast table, Raquel Webb had just smeared salad dressing on her toast, when she looked up to see a bright figure stroll in, bathed in sunlight.
“Clunk”, her spoon fell to the floor, unnoticed.
“Where on earth did this enchantress come from?”
The woman in front of her was wearing a red silk nightgown, revealing much of her enticing upper body.
Her chestnut waves of hair were mesmerizingly attractive.
Her face was indisputably beautiful, her fox-like eyes twinkling with a mix of laughter and cool disdain.
When she smiled, it was enough to make one’s knees weak.
This reminded her of the ancient beauty who charmed kings and brought ruin to their countries, this must be how she looked.
The woman flicked a strand of her hair playfully, her dark eyebrows arching slightly causing Raquel Webb to miss a heartbeat.
The woman sat across from her, every move and smile exuding an unbelievable charm and allure.
