From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables-Chapter 1547

Chapter 1547: 697 Imperial Sword_1 Chapter 1547: 697 Imperial Sword_1 When Seraphine Moore heard the news, she rushed back, wondering which vile vixen had dared to entangle herself with Peter.

Her eyes practically blinded upon seeing the woman in person.

She was consumed by jealousy.

How could a woman be so beautiful, was there any justice in the world?

“What’s your deal with him?” Isabella Foster asked with interest.

Seraphine Moore could not muster a word.

She felt utterly powerless.

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“Fanny, let’s go.” Peter Aria did not give Seraphine Moore a second glance and walked away with Nikita Parker.

“Did I block your luck in love?” Nikita asked.

“Rotten luck,” Peter replied in disgust.

Their figures faded into the distance, leaving Seraphine Moore frozen in place.

So, in Peter’s eyes, she was a ‘peach blossom of rotten luck’?

That woman, like a unique gem, was dazzling and blinding.

Seraphine Moore looked down at herself, she didn’t need a mirror to know how unsightly and swollen her face was from the dermal fillers.

She was a cheap imitation compared to the real gem.

Charlotte Aria watched silently from the second floor.

Seraphine Moore was of no use, showing her weakness before anything happened.

Useless!

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Notification after notification sounded from the cell phone in her bag, shooting annoyance through Seraphine Moore.

She took out her phone and looked.

She found an active WeChat group named Alice’s Afternoon Tea.

This was a group of Internet celebrities that Seraphine Moore had joined unknowingly.

Inside, there were all sorts of internet celebrities and influencers.

After dining with them and having afternoon tea, Seraphine Moore learned a lot from them.

They were well-versed in cosmetic surgery and gold digging.

It was their encouragement that led the appearance-dissatisfied Seraphine Moore to the plastic surgery clinic they had recommended, where she had her nose and cheekbones done.

She thought the reason why Peter Aria did not like her was that she was not beautiful enough.

Once she had beautified herself, she was certain that his gaze would fall on her.

But the result of her cosmetic surgery was awful!

kiki.milktea: There’s a new plastic surgery template[Picture]This face shape, this nose, these eyes, even the hairline is beautiful.

If I got a nose like this, wouldn’t my face look full?

tutu_happytoday: Forget about it.

She was born that way, her face has high foldability, flawless at any angle, like a carefully crafted face by the goddess Nuwa, while we are just randomly thrown clay by Nuwa.

But why does she look so familiar to me?

Is she a new celebrity?

Alice: Even with the blurry picture, she still stuns me.

If she enters the entertainment industry, she’s bound to be a big shot.

kiki.milktea: She is already a big star.

Everybody knew about her eighteen years ago.

tutu_happytoday: @kiki.milktea, a child star?

kiki.milktea: Google Lucy Harmonious Mercy, and you’ll drop your jaw.

Alice: Just googled her, born in the nineties.

She must be almost forty now, right?

I need to know where she had her beauty treatments done.

tutu_happytoday:[Shocked]She is forty?

I can’t believe it.

kiki.milktea: The king’s return, the entertainment industry is trembling.

kiki.milktea: @matured_apricot, why aren’t you speaking?

Are you stunned by her beauty too, haha, I really want to meet her in person.

They say a photo only shows one-tenth of her beauty, I wonder how gorgeous she is in real life.

Seraphine Moore felt a chill run through her.

She opened her mouth, tasting bitterness.

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The process of issuing the marriage certificate was straightforward.

They took photos, made oaths, handed over their identity documents, and before they knew it, they had in their hands a marriage certificate with an official seal.

Stella Brown, a clerk, strived to contain her excitement.

“I wish both of you a harmonious and blissful union, and may you have children soon.”

They both received the certificate and both said, “Thank you.”

Then they looked at each other and smiled.

It was an affectionate scene.

They left arm in arm.

As they reached the door, Stella Brown hurriedly called after them.

“Ms.

Parker…”

Nikita Parker stopped and turned around.

Stella Brown blushed and said, somewhat embarrassed, “I’m a big fan of yours.

I’ve watched all your TV dramas and movies.

Can you give me an autograph?”

“Don’t worry, I won’t leak the news of your marriage.

If I disclose a single word, may lightning strike me dead.”

Nikita Parker smiled gently, “Of course I can sign it, but you don’t need to make such a vow.

I never intended to keep it a secret.

It’s just that my husband prefers peace and quiet and doesn’t want our marriage to bring him any unnecessary trouble.”

My husband…

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