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Chapter 538
The tide started to rise.
The distant shipping containers loomed like monsters in the darkness, slowly swallowing anyone trapped inside. Aveline stared calmly at the scene, though the encroaching darkness made it hard for her to clearly see the tide's advance.
Her mind drifted to the time when she was trapped inside a container, her hands and feet bound, filled with despair and helplessness.
She watched as death approached, powerless to stop it.
"Sophia, is this how you feel now?" Aveline thought and lowered her gaze slightly, choosing not to look any longer.
Just then, a phone appeared in front of her.
"Hmm?" Aveline looked at Russell in confusion.
A faint smile appeared on Russell's strikingly handsome yet cold face. "I installed a camera on top of that container. You can watch Sophia's entire descent into despair."
He gazed into her eyes. "Do you want to see it?"
Aveline was taken aback, not expecting him to have gone to such lengths.
Russell added, "No need to be shocked. I just believe that if you don't see the punishment of those who wronged you, it loses its impact."
His gaze faltered for a moment as if recalling something, but he quickly regained his composure.
Aveline's eyes fell on the phone in his hand. With just one touch, she could see Sophia's despair and pain.
Should she watch?
She asked herself.
Suddenly, Aveline closed her eyes. She wasn't Sophia; she couldn't bring herself to be that ruthless.
Russell noticed her expression and sighed softly. "Aveline, you can't be too soft-hearted. It will only harm you."
Aveline replied quietly, "But if I do this, how am I any different from Sophia?"Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.
Russell countered, "And what's wrong with being like her?"
"What?" Aveline looked at him, puzzled.
Russell shrugged. "We're all born to live for ourselves. Sophia understands that well. She uses whatever means necessary to get what she wants, and because of that, she thrives." He looked at Aveline. "If you want to live well, being as ruthless as she is can work too."
"No, that's not right." Aveline shook her head. "My well-being can't be built on someone else's suffering."
She wasn't Sophia.
She was Avéline.
She would only be herself.
Russell gave her a long, deep look before slowly curling his lips into a smile. "Alright then, shall we head
back?"
"Yes." Aveline nodded.
There was no need to see what would happen to Sophia. If she was lucky, she might survive; if not, there was nothing Aveline could do.
As Russell turned the car around, he remarked, "I thought you might ask me to let Sophia go."
Aveline smiled slightly. "I'm no saint. She did hurt me, and I do believe in an eye for an eye."
"Good.
Russell nodded in approval. She could seek revenge, but she couldn't bring herself to retaliate a hundredfold.
She didn't have the ruthlessness-how would she handle things in the future?
Now that Lucas had set his sights on her, how could she possibly escape?
A faint chill flickered in Russell's eyes, but he dismissed it. It didn't matter-he would help her.
As the car drove away, a figure dashed toward one of the shipping containers.
"Miss Winter?"
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Brian knocked on each container, searching for Sophia, a look of growing anxiety on his face. "Bang! Bang!"
At that moment, a sound came from one of the containers.
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