From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables-Chapter 1548

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Chapter 1548: 697 Imperial Sword_2 Chapter 1548: 697 Imperial Sword_2 Peter Aria gazed deeply at Nikita Parker, his heart filling with tenderness.

A staff member immediately handed her a pen, turning to reveal the back of his white shirt: “Sign here.”

Nikita Parker signed her name and left with Peter Aria.

Watching the two figures receding into the distance, the staff member sighed: “They make such a perfect couple.”

Peter Aria’s car was a Range Rover.

Nikita Parker sat in the passenger seat, while Peter buckled her seatbelt and gently asked, “What car do you like?”

“Are you going to buy me one?”

Peter Aria lightly tapped her nose, chuckling: “Of course, we are married now, what’s mine is yours.”

Nikita Parker shook her head with a smile: “I don’t like driving.”

“Then I’ll be your driver from now on.”

“I don’t want to stand in the way of Dr.

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Aria’s ambition.”

Peter thought for a moment before saying: “What if I hire a trustworthy driver for you?”

“Let’s talk about it later.” Nikita Parker yawned and closed her eyes.

Peter fetched a blanket from the back seat and carefully covered it over her.

“Peter, I want to eat spicy shrimp from the small street in the back, wake me up when we get there.”

Peter’s eyes softened, revealing a gentle smile, he whispered: “Okay.”

Twenty years ago, when they first started dating, Peter took her to all the different snack shops in Lostswa.

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But her favorite was the spicy shrimp from a small shop behind the Medical College.

Back then, she would wait for him at the snack shop while he attended his night classes.

By the time he arrived, Fanny had already finished a plate of spicy shrimp, greeting him with oily hands.

“Peter, I’m here.”

At that time, she was a dazzling superstar.

But behind closed doors, she was lively and mischievous.

He would always remember her radiant smile, frozen in time from a summer night when she was 20.

“Peter, my mouth is all swollen from the spiciness.

What am I supposed to do about the commercial shooting tomorrow?

It’s all your fault for not finishing your class earlier, which made me eat so much shrimp.”

He leaned over and kissed her: “That should fix it.”

She jumped in shock and hit him, “You are so naughty…”.

Remembering that kiss now, it tasted just like spicy shrimp.

He couldn’t handle spicy food, so predictably, his face turned as red as a tomato.

Recalling the happy memory, Peter looked tenderly at the sleeping woman beside him.

They had missed too many years.

Even if she didn’t voice it, he could guess that she must have suffered a lot in these years.

She was still as playful and lively as ever, but something about her had changed unconsciously.

Fortunately, you are still by my side.

Peter took out his phone and dialed a number.

“Mr.

Capris, please add my name to the list of candidates for the Deputy Director election this year.”

On the other end of the phone, Mr.

Capris was overjoyed.

“Good, good!

It’s about time you came around.”

This man, who was so devoted to clinical practice and not so interested in research, would be disadvantaged in his professional advancement if he continued.

Mr.

Capris hoped that he would pursue the administrative path, which would be beneficial for both him and the hospital.

His status would be a considerable advantage in dealing with higher-ups.

Now that Peter’s finally realized this, it was excellent news.

Mr.

Capris would fully support Peter in becoming the Deputy Director.

And in the next director’s election, Peter would be the best candidate.

Of course, in Mr.

Capris’ plan, this was only the beginning for Peter Aria.

Peter ended the call, he glanced at the sleeping Nikita Parker, gently brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

I want to be a tree that can shelter you from the wind and the rain, so no one can ever insult you again.

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“Young Master, I couldn’t stop her!” Butler Frost looked troubled, his face helpless as he watched the woman storming in.

Nicholas Drake replied indifferently: “It’s fine, you can go.”

The trembling Butler retreated, instructing the bodyguards to stay alert.

They were to rush in at a moment’s notice if their young master were in any danger.

“Nicholas Drake.” Brenda Lopez shouted angrily: “Why are you so calm?

Your mother is in a critical condition right now, and it’s time for you to act on her behalf.

You can’t just hide and do nothing.”

“Madam White.” Nicholas Drake responded in a cold tone.

“What gives you the right to speak to me that way?”

“I am your cousin’s wife.”

“Since you’re my cousin’s wife, then you should understand that you are Madam White.

Besides, you’re a Lopez, not a Drake.”

“You!” Brenda Lopez pointed at him, fuming.

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