She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 372: Sin of Gluttony

It turned out that the so-called “Judgement” was nothing more than a twisted spectacle of murder!

There were various charges brought against the accused, including arrogance, jealousy, anger, laziness, greed, lust, and gluttony.

Surprisingly, the one accused of the sin of gluttony was a little girl called Vivian, who appeared to be around seven or eight years old. The reason for her punishment was simply because she had snatched a loaf of bread from someone on the street.

They apprehended her and starved her for several days and nights. She was originally a beautiful and clever child, but hunger had reduced her to mere skin and bones. Her oversized gray t-shirt hung loosely on her, revealing her protruding collarbones. She was nothing more than a layer of pale skin wrapped around prominent bones, a pitiable sight.

Her punishment was to eat food. They placed a variety of dishes in front of her: freshly baked soft croissants, brightly colored roasted turkey, sizzling golden-brown steak, grilled sausages, and more.

Being in a state of hunger and innocence, the child never could have imagined that these people intended to kill her. All she saw was the food. Her empty stomach was causing her great discomfort, and she felt an urgent need to eat, especially with such delicious and tempting food in front of her.

With her hands finally free, she rushed towards the food, devouring the roasted turkey recklessly like a famished little wolf.

Her actions were rough and slightly ferocious. She finished an entire roasted turkey, which weighed around two pounds, as well as half a croissant, two sausages, a half-eaten fried egg and steak that fell to the ground, glistening with oil under the lights.

Her belly full, the little girl smiled contentedly.

The radiant smile of satisfaction from sating one’s hunger and fulfilling physiological needs captivated everyone.

fear

discreetly swallowed their saliva. There was still two-thirds of the food remaining on the table, but the little girl had already eaten to her fill. Now, she longed for

the sin of gluttony, how could they waste

back and quietly cried,

food, his icy hand gently touching the girl’s stomach. His voice softened a bit. “No, you’re not full. Didn’t you say that your greatest wish was to eat until

sinned, a forgiving lord will still

How can you not

struggling girl, pinning down her hands and feet, while

food was crazily stuffed

None went to waste.

while the laughter below never ceased. Someone taunted, “She’s

methods of dying, this one’s not bad. I think it’s

hiccupped and struggled to breathe, a raging fury rising in her heart like vines growing wild in summer. She gripped her

gaze shifted her way. “Ma’am in the red

felt a bitter taste in her throat, biting her lip, as

she weakly uttered,

turning her head away

her, then turned his head

breath, his words