Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

Chapter 560.

Aveline's eyes were neither clear nor calm but filled with endless madness and paranoia.

Where is Thunder Mountain? It is called the Island of Death by people in the industry. It is a secret base for training agents. Those who go in have a narrow escape from death.

Who are those people there?

Either orphans without fathers or mothers or children who lost their homes in the war, they are all alone.

Most of them were put into training at a very young age, but some, like Aveline, also had a good background.

It was a dead end for her to rush in like that. No wonder Alexander had such a big reaction.

"Aveline, don't have such an idea. You wanted me to build a hospital to treat ordinary people and I did. Although the name was changed by Nora, this hospital has already begun operations. It is composed of top doctors home and abroad. We set up a foundation just to help those who have difficulty seeing a doctor. People who have no money to see a doctor, so far, more than hundred people have benefited, including deaf-mute children, and there is also a special fund for the elderly. The world may not be perfect, but there are always people who are making improvements. If there is no cheaper access to a doctor, many people will die because they don't have money for medical treatment."

Tears flashed in Aveline's eyes, "Even if I save everyone in the world, I couldn't save my friend or my own children, what's the use of saving more people? There's only one thing left for me to live for, that is revenge."

Alexander sighed softly and didn't know how to persuade Aveline.

sleep." Aveline said again, just looking at the ray of light on

abdomen, as she could

was nothing in her belly. Her children were like lively and noisy neighbors who suddenly moved

if you wait a little longer, your mother will definitely take revenge on

the treatment, and her body slowly recovered. She could already

body was sent back to her hometown in

cremation there, and the villagers still

funeral, as soon as she got out of the car, she heard the sound of blowing, blowing and drumming coming from the distance. The sound of trumpets and

eight people were carrying the coffin, and in front of

guide was scattering paper money

the gloomy clouds, the sound of crying, wind, and beating

have been harvested,

have

she was a child and has been exposed to several funerals but that

it hit her heart even more

the mountain, and Alexander walked beside her without saying

the wheat fields on the ground, "Roselyn said that her hometown is very beautiful. Her hard-working neighbors plants rapeseed seeds very early. When spring comes, rapeseed flowers bloom all

wheat fields all over the mountain are green and the cicadas chirp noisily. The children will catch grasshoppers