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.

simple. They needed not fear being surrounded by demons disguised as

while others discreetly swallowed their saliva. There was still two-thirds of the food remaining on the table, but the little girl had

how could they waste food? All the food on this earth is hard-won. Wasting food means wasting the labor of others. God will be angry, you

felt fear. She scooted back and quietly cried, “I’m sorry, but… but I’m

front of the food, his icy hand gently touching the girl’s stomach. His voice softened

sinned, a forgiving lord

food is prepared for you. How can you

words fell, the same two men in black robes with featureless masks from before stepped forward. One restrained the struggling girl, pinning down her hands and feet, while the other covered her mouth with one hand and mechanically forced things into her mouth

through the hall, and she couldn’t even chew. The food was

None went to waste.

the laughter below never ceased. Someone taunted,

this one’s not bad. I

as the child hiccupped and struggled to breathe, a raging fury rising in her heart like

gaze shifted her way. “Ma’am in the red dress, do you need something? If it’s about purchasing ingredients, you’ll have

lip,

weakly uttered, “It’s

back down, turning her head away and no longer

glanced back at her,

his breath, his words drowned out