At midnight, in front of a huge window in a black room, Laura held a red wine glass alone. She did not turn on the light. She sadly stood in front of the window while staring at the bright moon in the sky.
“Godfather, Weiss, are you having a good life in heaven? I miss both of you so much...”
When it was a silent night, she would feel sad and hopeless. At the same time, her hatred toward Thomas would slowly flow out.
Laura muttered to herself, “Even the Gomez family can’t handle Thomas? Does justice really not exist in the world? Does a vicious person like this just stay unpunished? Good people have a short life, while the jerk stays alive forever."
“Haha! I don’t believe it! I don’t believe I have no way to kill Thomas!”
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