NOVPUBChapter 1228: 550 Destined_1 Chapter 1228: 550 Destined_1 Stella White had never come so close to death before.
The young lady standing in front of her had the face of an angel, but her eyes were colder than a thousand-year-old iceberg.
The curve of her slow smile held a contemptuous sneer for all living beings.
Stella was just as insignificant as an ant, insignificant and humble.
The hatred in Stella’s eyes was gradually replaced by fear, causing her body to shake uncontrollably.
“Stella…” Finley Ledger and the others dashed over, “Ms.
Aubree, please spare Stella.
...
She…
she didn’t do it on purpose.
Please give her another chance.”
Before Finley could get close, she was stopped by Finnian Moore.
Idalia Powell and Annie watched Ms.
Aubree’s figure, instinctively in awe.
Even under broad daylight, she dared to kill.
All her past kindness must have been a pretense, she couldn’t control herself, and her true nature was exposed.
Agave Rinto stared deeply at Aubree, his pupils flickering unpredictably.
Aubree suddenly let go, smiled faintly, gently and purely.
Then she slowly opened her right hand.
Finnian reacted instantly and immediately handed her the dagger.
Stella immediately covered her neck and started coughing violently, kneeling on the ground, her hair was disheveled, and she looked completely miserable.
Ms.
Aubree crouched down, placed the dagger in Stella’s hand, who threw it away as if electrocuted.
Ms.
Aubree picked it up again and placed it back in Stella’s hand.
Then, she held Stella’s wrist, aiming the tip of the dagger at her heart.
“Come on, stab here…”
Her voice was so gentle, as if she was saying, “The weather is nice today; let’s go for a walk…”
A chill crawled through every pore, spread across her entire body.
Stella screamed, threw away the dagger, covered her ears, and backed away in a panic.
“What a pity.” The young lady sighed and rose gracefully.
“If you miss this chance, you will never get another.”
“Stella.” Finley rushed over and hugged Stella, and looked at Ms.
Aubree, her eyes filled with complexity.
“I don’t know what the grudges are between you and Stella, but your way of frightening Stella is too much.”
“If you don’t know anything, what gives you the right to lecture me?
Grudges?
She is not worthy of it.”
After saying this, she turned to leave without giving them another glance.
Agave Rinto glanced at Finnian: “You take care of things here.
No one should know about tonight’s incident.”
“Yes.”
Agave Rinto quickly caught up with Aubree, “I’ll escort you back to the Arias.”
“I want to walk alone.”
Aubree walked along the non-motorized vehicle lane, the streetlight, casting a dim shadow that stretched long on the tiles.
The night wind blew by, icy and lingering.
The night spread out, high-rise buildings and neon night views in the distance outlined the brilliance of thousands of homes.
The prosperity of modern cities was all in sight.
Aubree was walking slowly, as if she was wandering leisurely.
Whenever a car passed by the roadside, she would stop and watch it for a long time.
Agave Rinto suddenly felt that she was like a person who got lost, standing at the crossroads of life, unsure where to go.
“Aubree…” Agave Rinto stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with her.
“If you’re not happy here, let’s go back to Pethkids.”
Aubree looked at him sideways, her eyes filled with a smile Agave Rinto couldn’t understand.
“You said I’m your Auntie?”
Agave Rinto’s eyebrows furrowed deeper: “What’s wrong with you?
Are you sick?”
As he finished talking, he reached out to touch Aubree’s forehead.
Again?
Aubree took a step back and avoided the physical contact just in time.
“There is a hierarchy of respect, and differences between the young and the old.
By calling me by my name, is this your way of showing respect to your Auntie?”
Agave Rinto: …
“Remember to call me ‘Auntie’.” She then reached out and patted Agave Rinto’s head.
“Behave, Auntie will take good care of you in the future.”
Agave Rinto stood frozen like a statue.
Aubree continued to walk forward.
Seeing a night market stall selling wontons by the road, she walked over directly, “Boss, give me a bowl of wonton.”
She turned her head and looked at Agave Rinto: “Are you having any?”
Agave Rinto’s pupils slightly contracted, he said without changing his expression: “Yes.”
Aubree said to the boss: “Two bowls of wonton.”
The boss was a man in his fifties, he saw a girl as beautiful as a fairy, and he said cheerfully, “Take a seat, the wonton will be ready soon.”
Aubree glanced at the somewhat dirty plastic stool and didn’t move.
Realizing what was happening, the boss took out a clean towel, bent down, and wiped the stool back and forth.
“It’s clean now, sit down.”
Aubree pursed her lips, “Thank you, boss.”
The boss smiled and went back to the stall.
Looking at all this, Agave Rinto narrowed his eyes.
