Chapter 293: When pushed to the edge, even the devil’s hand would look nice
Hearing that someone from the agency did something like that, Alice’s eyes blazed, and she turned to Miss Stella.
"Did you hear that?" She asked and for some reason, Miss Stella gulped.
It wasn’t like she was the one to blame but guilt haunted her heart for some reason.
"The bastards from the agency are all shameless. Noah should thoroughly sweep his house if he doesn’t want flies and rodents to taint it for much longer." She said over gritted teeth and then sighed, letting out the thick rage that was accumulating in her chest.
She looked at Susan. She thought she was a girl around her age but she was over 27 years old. She looked young for her age.
No, she couldn’t even see her face clearly, thanks to the veins, but her body structure was what she looked at. She was more on the petite side, it would seem.
"Please, continue." Alice said, even though she knew this story would only wake up sorrowful resentment in her heart.
But that was what Alice wanted. Only with a lot of resentment can one seek revenge in the afterlife of the next life they lived.
Susan couldn’t leave her younger sister in the hands of those thugs so she went after them with her nearly awakened powers, even if she was weak.
But when she got there, she found her sister dead. She had been defiled over and over by the bastards who took her. There was no part of her body that hadn’t been sullied and no part of her that hadn’t been bruised.
Her reddened body floated in the bloody tub they had left her to float in, and her lifeless eyes, which had lost their color, stared at Susan. It haunted her.