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From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables-Chapter 1625
Chapter 1625: 704 Seeking Unattainable (Ending Part 15) Chapter 1625: 704 Seeking Unattainable (Ending Part 15) In the car, the young lady had her eyes closed, pretending to sleep.
The man was almost greedily staring at her face, unable to resist the urge to reach out…
With a “snap”, the sound echoed crisp, causing the man to wince in pain, his face contorting.
Aubree Groove swatted his hand away, her eyes cold.
“Do you not want your claws anymore?”
The man scoffed coldly.
“You’ll get your comeuppance.”
Aubree Groove closed her eyes again, her brows slightly furrowing.
Half an hour later, the car drove into an abandoned factory.
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Aubree Groove stepped out of the car and as she looked up, something cold fell on her face.
Feeling it, Aubree Groove murmured, “It’s snowing.”
The man behind her wanted to rush her, but his burning wrist held him back.
At this moment, Aubree Groove’s phone in her pocket rang.
She took it out – it was Anton Cook calling.
Aubree connected the call and raised the phone to her ear.
“Where are you?
I asked your classmate and she said you left with a stranger.
Where are you right now?
Tell me quickly.”
His voice was fraught with anxiety and eagerness, as well as an undercurrent of barely contained madness.
“Anton Cook, look up.”
Standing at the school gate, Anton Cook instinctively raised his head.
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The winter night came early, darkness descending by nearly five o’clock.
The street lamps lit up, and in the sky below, within interweaving light and shadow, snowflakes fell like a flurry.
“Look, it’s snowing.”
The voice of the girl on the phone was unbelievably gentle.
“I didn’t break my promise, we are watching the snow together.”
Anton Cook gripped his phone tightly, panic uncontrollably welling up in him.
“Tell me, where are you right now?”
“Anton Cook, do you remember what I told you at the horse field that day?”
“I selfishly dragged you into this vortex of emotions, I’m sorry, live well, and…”
“Forget about me.”
The voice was gentle yet cool, as though bereft of any emotions.
All of a sudden, everything went silent.
“No…”
Looking at the now disconnected call, Anton Cook’s eyes were bloodshot.
His hands trembled as he dialed out again.
The phone was switched off.
Anton Cook was at the breaking point, desperately telling himself: “Calm down, I must stay calm.”
“Call the police, yes, start by calling the police.”
Anton dialed directly to Madon Linggo who at first didn’t take the call seriously, knowing full well of Aubree Groove’s abilities.
However, he gradually sensed that something was off.
Anton Cook was not someone who would exaggerate a desperate situation.
The incoherence in his voice signified that something must have happened to Aubree Groove.
Immediately, he assembled a team.
——
The melodious chant resonated, floating between heaven and earth.
“All conditioned phenomena are destined to fade away.
Love and unity eventually lead to separation.
Consider this and do not worry.”
Master Kurong walked in through the snow, looking at the messy ground he shook his head and sighed.
Oliver Williams went over, clasped his hands together in apology, and then carefully picked up the girl.
“Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?”
Master Kurong looked at her with compassionate eyes.
“Disciple…Disciple’s wishes have all been fulfilled.”
Master Kurong extended a hand.
A single tear fell into his palm.
“Foolish are those who speak of death, heretics cling to cessation, but in the end, there are things that still can’t be ended…”
The snowfall started to deepen.
Through the snowy sky, snowflakes flurried, like a pear blossom rain falling in the world of mortals.
In the snowy landscape, two lines of footprints, one deep and one shallow, were quickly covered by the falling snow, as if nobody had ever passed by.
The world was silent, the snow fell soundlessly, it was just the boundless night that spread out.
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