Chapter 865: 425 Retribution_2 Chapter 865: 425 Retribution_2 Help others as you help yourself, guiding you is akin to guiding myself.
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“You owe her sothing that you can never repay in this lifeti.”
A man’s gaze, steeped in sorrow.
His silence serves as the best response.
“No matter what thod you use, get rid of that fake for .
Seeing her disgusts , because it reminds of the unfairness and injustices Isabella had to endure.
That bitch, what gives her right to enjoy everything that was Isabella’s?”
Kelly Martinez beca agitated as she continued.
Night Hawk never doubts Kelly’s ability.
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The Green Ghost, ever-changing, able to elude the eyes of all creatures.
Naturally, no one can escape from her eyes as well.
“I was sent abroad by Madam to undertake a top-secret mission back then.
By the ti I returned, it was already too late.”
Kelly was stunned, for Night Hawk to explain to her was already a significant concession.
Because she didn’t expect that he would explain at all.
It was simply unheard of.
Night Hawk isn’t one to lie.
If he says so, then it’s the truth.
“Virginia Frost’s estrangent plan.
Isabella knew too much and knew that you were protecting her so Virginia sent you abroad, so she could make her move.
Moreover, that fake is from the WT Organization.
I don’t believe in such coincidences.
Virginia had her impersonate Isabella, right?
This only proves that Virginia knew early on that Isabella was the heiress of the Arias.
Not only did she kill Isabella, she also found soone to impersonate her, deceiving Isabella’s family.
It’s so heinous that it’s intolerable.
I wish I could kill her right now to avenge Isabella.”
Kelly had already figured out all the causes and consequences.
She coldly looked at the man in front of her, “Over these dozen years, you have had countless opportunities to avenge Isabella, but you didn’t.
Your silence is the greatest betrayal to Isabella.
If you have any conscience at all, you would rectify this chaos, and get rid of that imposter for .”
At this point, a head peers in from the entrance, “Boss, there’s a situation.”
When he caught sight of the stunning woman in the flaming red dress, his eyes widened in surprise.
It must be…
the reincarnation of the Fox Spirit…
The woman raised her eyebrows slightly, “What is it?”
Es Fergus glanced at Night Hawk, the latter nodding briefly.
Es muttered inwardly about the woman’s identity, then proceeded to tell her honestly.
Upon hearing it was Ms.
Aria, Kelly’s radar rang instantly.
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She glanced at Night Hawk, smiling ambiguously, “She really has a dog’s sense of sll, sniffing out this place just like that.
What a suicidal fool.”
During Zurich Brian’s ti, a man mustn’t be petty with a woman, that would be too degrading.
But now, Kelly boldly pushed her chest forward, and charged out forcefully.
Walking a few steps, she abruptly turned back, grabbed the phone on the coffee table, and walked away in her high heels.
As she reached the door, she glanced sideways at Es who had beco petrified, still standing where he was.
“Little brother, you’re standing in my way.” The words were ejected from her red lips, the scent was enticing, even more intoxicating than a high-alcohol content liquor.
With her slender fingers painted red lightly tapping Es’s chest, he was dumbfoundedly pushed aside, watching in disbelief as the beauty walked past him.
Gazing at her retreating figure, her slender waist was propelled with such montum, her figure was sensuously undulating as if she were an enchanting fox spirit.
In that mont, he truly understood why ancient kings would forgo their morning court, such bewitching beauties who could cause the downfall of a nation truly existed.
Only when her figure was no longer in sight, did Es subconsciously swallow hard, and turn to look at Night Hawk.
“Boss …”
Having a private talk in a room with such an enchanting woman late at night is rather unusual.
This was surely not Night Hawk’s style.
Night Hawk shot him a cold glance which made Es shudder, prompting him to turn around and run.
Night Hawk’s death stare, indeed not every warrior could withstand.
Night Hawk walked over to sit down behind the sofa, a row of opened beer bottles were neatly arranged on the table, half of which had been contaminated by Kelly.
Night Hawk grabbed one of the beer bottles and drained it dry with a few big gulps, leaving an empty bottle.
The empty beer bottle was thrown on the floor, “clink”, shattered to pieces.
“Another one.” Night Hawk reached for another beer bottle.
The pair of raised eyes were refracted with a layer of shimring water under the fragnted light in the room.
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“Tap, tap, tap,” high heels clicked on the floor, creating a regular rhythm.
But within the thunderously loud music reverberating in the private VIP room, no one could hear it.
“Mr.
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