บท 1437: 657 Fate of the Buddhist Woman_5

Madam Aria swirled her well-worn Buddhist beads in her hand, her eyes brimming with laughter, "Ah, Cello, it's a rare sight to see you here as well."

Charlotte Aria stared at the man in black, taken aback.

She had just watched Anton Cook's live broadcast a few days ago, and was caught unprepared to meet him so soon, let alone in such a solemn setting.

Everyone at today's puja held high respect within their respective fields, including laypeople like Madam Aria and Cello Cook. It was then Charlotte Aria started to grasp the implications of the title Buddhist Woman, which Charmaine Dankworth had mentioned.

Could Anton Cook be a believer too? Or was he here for Aubree Groove?

Charlotte Aria dug her fingernails into her palm, forcing herself to calm down.

It didn't matter, for she was the Goddess of Destiny. From then on, Anton Cook's focus would only be on her.

Before the puja began, Master Kurong entered the hall and seated himself on the meditation cushion in the center.