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.

looking at the ray of light

placed her hand on her lower abdomen, as she could not change the

like lively and noisy neighbors

wait a little longer, your mother will definitely take

and her body slowly

to her hometown

no cremation there, and the villagers still

the funeral, as soon as she got out of the car, she heard the sound of blowing, blowing and drumming coming

the coffin, and in front of them was Ross holding a photo frame of

scattering paper money

the sound of crying, wind, and beating of

the crops in the fields have been

to have

in the city since she was a child and has been exposed to several funerals but

it hit her heart

mountain, and Alexander walked beside

pointed to 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

and the cicadas chirp noisily. The children will catch grasshoppers in the wheat fields with their bare feet, jumping