Rebirth To Be The Revenge Queen

Chapter 1432 Why is it useless? White Crow looked at his brother's face, which was so cold that it could freeze people to death, shook his head, and lowered it to study the blood in the tube.

The room was silent, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The man leaning on the sofa had his eyes closed quietly.

On his snow-white clothes were large, shocking bloodstains, like blooming roses.

That beautiful, almost surreal face was surrounded by those bright, ominous colors, giving off an indescribable and eerie feeling.

There was a slight movement outside the door.

The young man's eyelashes trembled, and he lifted his eyelids to reveal a pair of beautiful eyes that were deep, cold, and seemingly like a black hole in space.

He wiped the blood from his lips with a handkerchief, and his clear voice flowed out of his thin, elegant lips, "What happened?" The person guarding outside didn't expect to disturb him, and couldn't hide it, panicking as he replied, "Young Master, it's Miss, she's in trouble..." The man's already cold eyes beceven more mysterious and chilling.

He stood up from his seat and walked to the clothes rack, taking off his blood-stained coat to reveal his naked chest.

His body was as beautiful as his face, slender and straight, like the peak of artistic beauty.

But in the center of his chest, on his translucent skin, there was a grotesque scar that destroyed his once perfect and flawless appearance.

The snow-white clothes wrapped around his slender body, and the man turned around and walked out from behind the curtains, extremely noble and elegant.

His sharp gaze looked down, and his voice was cold and bone-chilling, "Speak!" In the warm carriage, Lady Laurence gently wiped the bloodstains off Selena’s body. Suddenly, a small whisper cfrom the quiet space.

Lady Laurence immediately looked up at the person lying on the bed.

Selena, who was in a daze, seemed to be having a nightmare, speaking anxiously with cold sweat on her forehead.

Lady Laurence leaned closer to listen carefully.

"It hurts..." "Brother... run away..." "Run away quickly..." Brother? Was it Patrick? Lady Lauren remembered Selena's background and held her hand lovingly, soothingly saying, "Good girl, it's alright... Your brother is back with you and he's well now. He won't leave you again. Don't be afraid..." This seemed to calm Selena down, and her complexion improved as she fell back into a deep sleep.

At the Riddle residence, a woman sat elegantly on a brightly colored sofa in a grand room, listening to someone on the phone reporting about the Soo family.

Like a witch awaiting the fruits of her victory, the woman didn't want to miss any juicy details, listening carefully to every word.

But when she heard about Osvaldo got drugged, Vivian being locked in a room, and Selena losing control and vomiting blood, the woman suddenly looked up and burst into insane laughter.

"Hahaha... Nevaeh! Nevaeh!! Did you see that?!" "The pain that you didn't get to experience back then is now all being visited upon your daughter!" "Having to witness your loved one cheating, being betrayed, ignored, and hurt... Your little slut is suffering to the point of vomiting blood..." "This is what you owe me! Owe me!!" "Nevaeh, Callum... Hahaha..." The woman's crazed and piercing laughter sent shivers down the spine of the person on the other end of the phone.

When she finally finished laughing and venting her anger, she quieted down and smiled, saying in a graceful voice, "Continue." The person on the other end dared not hide anything and continued with what happened later.

But when the woman heard that Osvaldo may not have touched Vivian at all, and he didn't harm Selena, and even went to hug Selena the moment he cout, the smile on her face froze.

In that instant, her face contorted like an evil spirit, and she demanded, "What did you say?!" The person on the other end didn't dare to panic and replied, "It's true. The young master of the Anderson family hugged Miss Turner the moment he cout. He didn't have any trace of falling in love with Miss Shaw, nor did he harm Miss Turner. He didn't even touch that woman..." The air becterribly still in that moment.

The woman's voice was cold and chilling, "Are you sure?" "Sure," that person said, her breath becoming thin and sparse. "Mr. Anderson didn't have any special feelings towards Miss Shaw, he even almost strangled her..." "Lady Lauren detained Miss Shaw until Mr. Anderson returned to deal with it, with the Turner family watching over it, even the Soo family couldn't intervene.” The woman's fair and delicate face convulsed heavily, unable to maintain her composure any longer.

Osvaldo didn't betray Selena, didn't fall in love with anyone else, and didn't harm her in the past...

He didn't even touch Vivian...

The woman's smug expression disappeared without a trace and turned into a crying-like expression.

She violently threw her phone against the wall, shattering it.

"Ah!!!" The woman crouched down, holding her head, tears flooding her face.

Jealousy and unwillingness surged overwhelmingly, tearing her apart.

Why didn't it work?! It didn't work...

Hunter had just returned from the hospital and heard the crying, rushing in with a look of panic and worry. "Manny, what's wrong with you?" Manny looked insane, grabbed him by the collar, and stared into his face. "Why didn't it work?! It couldn't have not worked..." No one knew better than her what she had put in the pill for Vivian.

It was something she had spent more than ten years preparing specifically for Callum.

As long as that pill was in his system, she could control all of his emotions and desires, turning him into her puppet.

With just a small dose, he was already groveling at her feet.

Why didn't it work on Osvaldo?! If it didn't work on Osvaldo, could it work on Callum?! Hunter's face turned white, but he was like a doll that would never refuse or cry out in pain, always obediently asking, "Manny, what didn't work? What's wrong with you?" "Ah, ah, ah!!!" The woman stared at him, suddenly screamed, turned around and grabbed a teacup from the table, smashing it to the ground.

She screamed and cried, grabbing everything in the room and fiercely throwing it to the ground.

She hated it! She hated it so much!!! She threw everything that could be destroyed, including mirrors, vases, and lamps, to the ground.

The sound of smashing objects, along with hysterical crying and screaming, echoed through the brightly lit villa.

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