Chapter 893: 434 Retreat Route_3 Chapter 893: 434 Retreat Route_3 You reciprocate kindness with resentnt, whereas I repay hostility with goodness.
This was not the first ti Aubree Groove had acted in this manner.
Although everyone was surprised, upon reflection, it fit perfectly with Aubree’s modus operandi.
If she hadn’t spoken for Guele Rinto, she wouldn’t be herself.
Guele held onto Aubree’s hand, regardless of her underlying feelings, she was truly grateful to Aubree at that mont.
She would do anything as long as she didn’t have to go back ho.
Aubree turned to look at Agave Rinto, her eyes warm and bright.
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Agave gave her an in-depth gaze, waved and turned around to say, “You make the decision.”
He then strode away, as if he couldn’t be bothered with it anymore.
Guele felt as if she had unexpectedly survived a disaster; she eagerly thanked Aubree.
It wasn’t until they stepped outside the Rinto’s hall, that a gust of cold wind made Guele break out into a cold sweat, chilling her to the bone.
“This girl actually spoke up for , could all the rumors outside be true?”
People everywhere spoke of how kind and magnanimous Aubree was, praising her as if she were Buddha reincarnated.
If Aubree were a re stranger, she might also appreciate such a girl.
However, their inherent positions were antagonistic, especially those eyes she had, identical to that despicable person’s, made it entirely impossible for her to treat Aubree impartially.
“No, this girl must be pretending.
The fact that she can pretend to such an extent demonstrates her deep cunning.
She has already completely won over your cousin’s heart.
Now, every move we make will be subject to her approval, which is unbearable.
When have I, Guele Rinto, ever been so humiliated?”
Guele was ignoring a highway ahead of her, instead, choosing to walk a bramble-filled path, knowing full well that she would be bruised all over, perhaps even forever irreparable, but continued to tread without a care.
This is human nature.
“Your cousin is not the sa anymore; be careful with what you say in the future.” Silvia Hayes cautioned.
Guele seed to recall sothing, suddenly furrowing her brows.
Silvia glanced at her: “What’s wrong?
You’ve seed rather absent-minded since you’ve been at the Rintos.”
“How old is Aubree?
Do you know?” Guele asked.
Silvia shook her head, “She’s not the Grooves real daughter, no one knows her exact age, but it’s probably around sixteen or seventeen.
Why do you ask?”
“Sixteen or seventeen?” Guele murmured.
“Marshella Yates arrived at Pindo Rinto’s side sixteen years ago; if we assu that Aubree is sixteen years old, her eyes, which bear an uncanny resemblance to Marshella’s, is it just a coincidence?”
Silvia was stunned: “Aubree is the daughter of Marshella and Pindo?
That’s impossible.”
“Why would it be impossible?” Guele’s eyes were shining, she was excited as if she had discovered a new continent.
“Pindo Rinto was very suspicious, he wouldn’t even trust his confidants.
Why would he place unconditional trust in a woman?
If not, Marshella would probably not have been able to deceive him.”
“Uncle, oh uncle, you really are a Casanova, even in death, you still manage to uphold that reputation,” Guele said with a smirk and a derisive glint in her eyes.
Silvia still found it sowhat unbelievable: “With the way our uncle looks, and Marshella, if I recall correctly, being none too good-looking herself, how could Aubree, who’s as striking as a goddess, possibly be their daughter?”
To speak objectively, Pindo Rinto indeed was not very handso; his fierce visage could terrify a child with a single glance.
Silvia was most afraid of Pindo Rinto when she was young.
As for Marshella, in her mory, she looked rather ordinary.
The charm of Aubree’s appearance was universally acknowledged, how could two such people possibly give birth to soone like her?
Guele shook her head: “Marshella had changed her appearance, her real face….”
At this point, Guele’s fists tightened, a flash of hatred swept across the depths of her eyes.
“Changed appearance?” This was the first Silvia had heard of Marshella changing her appearance, “So, does that an Aubree is indeed Marshella’s daughter?
Does that an her mother kill her father?”
If Aubree found out the truth, could she still manage to smile?
Thinking about the tornted expression on Aubree’s face when she discovered the truth, Silvia subconsciously hooked up the corner of her mouth.
“If she truly is Marshella’s daughter, then the Green Dragon Order must be in her hands.
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Just wait, she and Agave Rinto are bound to butt heads sooner or later.”
Guele put her heart back in place, she still wasn’t ready to tackle that fox, Agave Rinto.
She was just waiting to enjoy the good show.
Silvia lowered her eyelids, her expression was sowhat indecipherable.
“What if she is not the uncle’s daughter?” She muttered.
Even though it was very soft, Guele still heard it.
“What did you say?”
Silvia smirked: “She impersonated the Groove’s daughter effortlessly.
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