Chapter 1432 Why Is It Useless?
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 wererge, 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 eyshes trembled, and he lifted his eyelids to reveal a pair of beautiful eyes that
were deep, cold, and seemingly like a ck 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 became even 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 wless 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!"
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In the warm carriage, Lady Laurence gently wiped the bloodstains off Selena''s body. Suddenly, a small
whisper came from 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 herplexion 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 insaneughter.
"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 piercingughter sent shivers down the spine of the person on the other end
of the phone.
When she finally finishedughing 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 happenedter.
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 came out, 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 came out. 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 became terribly still in that moment.
The woman''s voice was cold and chilling, "Are you sure?"
"Sure," that person said, her breath bing 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 herposure 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 cor, 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, andmps, to the ground.
The sound of smashing objects, along with hysterical crying and screaming, echoed through the
brightly lit vi.