Chapter 575
At this moment, Ariana, who was in a deep coma, was utterly bewildered.
She stared blankly at everything before her. Right now, she was practically in a ghost-like state—no one seemed to notice her, yet she could see everyone else.
Most importantly…
It seemed she had returned to her past life. And the moment she arrived was right after her own death. Silently, she watched as Vincent and Jane disposed of her body. Though Vincent had inherited the White family's empire by marrying her, his actions couldn’t afford to be exposed.
Otherwise, prison would be his fate.
Ariana gazed absently at Vincent, who was frowning as he handled her corpse, her eyes dark and distant. If she hadn’t seen him again now, his image would have long faded from her memory.
So much time had passed.
Meanwhile, Jane was sneering coldly at the lifeless body of her past self, her voice dripping with scorn.
"It’s your own fault for being so stupid, so naive. And your greedy parents, too. Did they really think I didn’t

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