NOVPUBChapter 1203: 541 Epochs (Second Update)_1 Chapter 1203: 541 Epochs (Second Update)_1 “Pah!” Romilly Powell spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, mixed with a tooth.
She said fiercely, “No one instigated me.
Everything was done by me.
Vanessa Aria’s disappearance has nothing to do with me.
We are colleagues.
I inadvertently learned that she might be the lost daughter of the Arias family.
Why should she become a wealthy mistress because of this while I continue to struggle in the mud?
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So I impersonated her to return to the Aria family.
As for her death, it is even less of my business.
She offended people.
As for my previous two husbands, it’s even more laughable.
You all just want to pin everything on me.”
In short, she would never admit it.
She turned her head and glared at Peter Aria, in the depths of her eyes burned a fierce flame, seemingly capable of devouring everything: “Peter Aria.
I loved you so much, but you always ignored me.
Very well, since I can’t have it, then I will destroy it.
I want to destroy you, destroy the Arias, destroy everything.”
She yelled like a madwoman.
Everyone was shocked, this, this, this…
It was a story of love unrequited and then destroyed, from this angle Violetta Gartia appeared to be the most innocent victim.
Peter Aria was worse, entangled with a venomous scorpion.
“And you.” Romilly Powell glared at Aubree Groove, “From the first time I saw you, I hated you.
So, you are her daughter, she even had you with Pindo Rinto?
Hahaha, it’s utterly ridiculous.
She killed Pindo Rinto, she has so many lives on her hands, she deserved to die.”
No one saw the instant shock and pain in Anton Cook’s eyes.
Aubree Groove shook her head, “She paid the price she deserved.
What about you?
What about the culprit behind all this?
Don’t make excuses for your own malice, both you and her cannot escape today.”
Romilly Powell suddenly stopped acting crazy, and sneered, “Is it me who can’t escape, or is it all of you who can’t escape?”
Madam Lewis’s body suddenly shook, Edric Lewis quickly asked worriedly, “Mom, what’s wrong with you?”
Catherine Liam clutched her chest, suddenly feeling breathless.
Harvey Chambers, sensing something, took a sniff, “Not good, the air is poisoned.”
All at once, more than half the people in the hall collapsed, only those with strong constitutions, such as Anton Cook, Cello Cook, Madon Linggo, and others were still holding on.
Seraphina Parker screamed, “If I knew this would happen I wouldn’t have come.
Who would have thought attending a birthday banquet would risk my life.”
Romilly Powell laughed loudly, “All of you are going to die with the Arias today.”
Peter Aria rushed forward and grabbed Romilly Powell’s neck, “What the hell did you do?”
Romilly Powell looked at him vacantly, “Kill me, without me, none of them will be saved.”
Aubree Groove was the first to give Madam Aria an antidote and helped her sit down on a chair.
Charlotte Aria looked at Aubree Groove with complex eyes, she could not understand what was going on.
She was clearly her uncle’s daughter, how could she become her aunt’s daughter?
Regardless of how smart she was, her mind was a bit muddled at this moment.
No, she had to sort it out.
“You are out of control.” Peter Aria abruptly let go of his hand, throwing her into the ground, not wanting to soil his hands by killing her.
The pain of the wound on the right arm caused Romilly Powell to gasp in pain.
Harvey Chambers supported Cello Cook, “Sir, are you okay?”
Cello Cook shook his head, “First, get Sheila out of here.”
Harvey Chambers carried Sheila Cook away, and then step by step, backed away.
The curtain of the door fluttered and the snow flew in.
A man slowly approached, walking on the snow-covered ground.
The dark night merged with him, the darkness behind him like the mouth of a ferocious beast, harboring unknown fear.
He walked out of the darkness, unhurried, his footsteps like the tolling of the death knells.
Harvey Chambers held Sheila Cook tighter, burying her head in his chest, his pupils dilating.
‘Night Hawk.’
Flinging aside the door curtain, the man stepped in.
The moment he walked in, everyone shivered.
Romilly Powell’s eyes lit up, “Night Hawk, kill that woman for me.”
Romilly Powell pointed at Aubree Groove.
Dangerous shadows loomed over everyone’s hearts, instinctively they sensed this man’s entry was not something simple.
Everyone’s life might be in his hands.
Madam Lewis angrily interrogated, “Are you trying to defy heaven?
Do you know that this is aiding and abetting the wicked?”
Peter Aria was taken aback.
Thelonius Moore.
He thought of the silver lock that Seraphine Moore used to lure him, he was actually Virginia Frost’s man.
