From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables-Chapter 1553

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Chapter 1553: 697 Imperial Sword_7 Chapter 1553: 697 Imperial Sword_7 Alexander White huddled in a corner, trembling uncontrollably.

At this moment, he couldn’t help but regret helping Brenda Lopez, as he now found himself unable to escape.

“Commander, I was forced, I was forced.

Please, I beg you to spare me,” he pleaded, sinking to his knees and repeatedly kowtowing.

A voice resonated from above him: “Two years ago, on New Year’s Eve, you captured a girl named Aubree Groove.

Is that correct?”

The voice was so gentle that it momentarily enchanted Alexander White.

Regaining his senses, he hurriedly responded, “Vivian Hayes deceived me, and I would never dare harm Ms.

...

Aubree.

I was simply unaware of the depth of my actions, I beg you to spare my life.”

Alexander frantically slapped his own face.

“It’s too late.

Take him away.

We’ll thoroughly investigate his offenses.

There will be no leniency,” came the cold reply.

Two subordinates approached, flanking Alexander White, they escorted him away.

“Master.” Green Dragon entered the room.

“Someone is still tracking you.”

Nikita Parker’s lips curved into a smirk: “Matthew Aria.”

“He has been unusually active lately, trying to marry his daughter off to The Cooks while also plotting against The Martinezs.”

Nikita Parker sneered: “He sure does want to have the best of both worlds.

Too bad!”

If he won’t turn back until he hits a wall, then let him hit a wall.

———

The Housekeeper received news from an informant that Nikita Parker had been kidnapped, and immediately reported it to Matthew Aria.

Matthew thought to himself that this was divine intervention.

It appeared that many people wanted Nikita Parker dead.

In that case, the plan on the other side should start to synchronize.

———

Hospital.

Today was Peter Aria’s clinic day, and the patients had already scheduled appointments for the next month.

Peter Aria was renowned as the youngest head of the Cardiothoracic Surgery Department and esteemed international professor.

He rarely held clinics.

Considering the rarity of this opportunity, the appointment booking fee had been scalped up to ten thousand.

Discharging an elderly patient, Peter Aria squeezed some hand sanitizer, rubbed his hands together, and glanced at the time.

It was nearly five o’clock.

After seeing the next patient, he would be done for the day.

Peter Aria planned to book a reservation at a trendy couple’s restaurant for the evening.

Fanny loved romance, she would definitely enjoy it.

Although the restaurant was notoriously difficult to book, he wasn’t concerned about the price.

Thinking about Fanny, Peter’s eyes softened.

The woman who walked in saw a man in a white coat sitting in the last rays of the setting sun.

His gentle look filled with tenderness.

Upon seeing the approaching woman, Peter Aria quickly regained his focus and flipped through the appointment documents provided by the nurse.

“Ms.

Amalthea Grant, please have a seat.”

The woman raised her eyebrow and sat across the desk from Peter Aria.

“Your appointment documents mention frequent chest pain during nighttime.

Can you describe the pain so I can make an accurate diagnosis?”

“Any doctor I’ve met before has been an old man.

It’s uncommon to see someone as young and handsome as you.”

The woman propped her elbow on the table, taking in Peter Aria’s features with interest.

“Dr.

Aria, you’re very appealing,” the woman’s every word dripped with flirtation.

Peter’s gaze hardened, “This is a clinic, Ms.

Grant.

Please show some respect.”

“I’m not a Grant, I’m a Martinez.”

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The woman’s smile widened as she enunciated each word, “My name is Gabriella Martinez.”

Peter’s brows knit together, “Ms.

Martinez, if you’re not here for a consultation, please leave immediately.”

“Dr.

Aria’s clinic is so popular, I had to pay twenty thousand to buy an appointment off someone.”

Peter Aria gave her a cold look, “Ms.

Martinez, your behavior disrupts the market order, obstructs patients’ access to medical care, and delays treatments.

Can you bear that responsibility?”

“Twenty thousand dollars, for the average person, that’s half a year’s worth of expenses.

Is it worth it, do you think?”

Peter Aria picked up the phone, “Please send security personnel to the clinic immediately.”

Getting up, the woman laughed, “Dr.

Aria, there’s no need to make such a big commotion.

The more you push me away, the more interested I become.”

Peter Aria displayed the ring on his ring finger, “I am married, and I love my wife very much.”

The woman sighed, “What a pity.

If only I had met Dr.

Aria sooner.

But it’s not too late.”

With that, she left, her heels echoing down the hallway.

Exiting the hospital, the woman looked back.

She had heard of Peter Aria’s fame a while ago.

When she was young, she had been so indulged by those around her that she had lost sight of reality, and the Aria family had never been worth her consideration.

Charlotte Aria’s effusive praise of her brother-in-law had piqued her interest, and now, having met him in person, she decided he was by no means unattractive.

Pledging undying loyalty?

That’s only because the temptation hasn’t been strong enough.

The woman chuckled sarcastically.

In regard to his marriage – so what?

Marriages can end in divorce.

His wife is nothing but a low-level actress who can’t even make it to center stage.

Worthless.

The woman pulled her coat tighter around her body and walked away.

——

Since last year’s Ghost Festival, the Manplatte Temple has not held any large-scale pujas for a year.

This year, the Lotus Temple was picking up the puja in late August.

However, without Master Kurong hosting, the influence wasn’t as significant.

Charlotte Aria was exhausted after participating in the puja ceremony.

She had to recite many complex sutras, meditate extensively, and remain motionless, keeping her focus to avoid revealing any hints of distress.

After a day of ceremony, she was so tired she didn’t want to speak.

But weighing her current efforts against her future potential for status and power, she figured it was worth it.

Returning to the Aria residence, she noticed their domestic staff busily issuing orders around the house.

On enquiry, she found out that the Aria family was planning to host a family banquet at the end of the month to celebrate the wedding of Peter Aria and his spouse.

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