From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 1015: 476 Live Broadcast_3 Chapter 1015: 476 Live Broadcast_3 The young lady glanced around, her gaze briefly lingering on someone, then quickly moved away, she pursed her lips, humming as if in a moment of haughty coyness.

The young man beside her laugh helplessly at the sight.

“At home, you always mention her, even pick fights online with those spreading rumours, you’ve even smashed several antique flower vases in anger.

So why are you acting timid now that you’ve seen the real person?”

The young lady rolled her eyes at him: “Me?

Afraid of her?

What a joke, I just came to see her downfall with my own eyes.”

Then everyone saw Vincent Linggo personally greet her, and yet, the young lady still acted indifferent.

Everyone was shocked by her identity for a moment.

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“Miss Gartia, Mr.

Gartia, I’m so happy that you could come.

Please take a seat.” Vincent Linggo had heard of the Gartias, a mysterious family with a century-old heritage.

Though he hadn’t been able to meet the Gartia family head, these two young people held significant positions in the Gartia clan as the next generation’s heirs, the future pillars of the family.

He naturally couldn’t treat them casually.

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Snowy Gartia crossed her arms, “Since you all are so sincere, I reluctantly made the trip.”

Vincent Linggo’s mouth twitched.

Max Gartia smiled, “My younger sister has been spoiled by the elders at home and can be quite blunt in her speech.

I hope, Professor Linggo, you won’t take offense.”

Vincent Linggo touched his nose, naturally he wouldn’t hold a grudge against a young girl.

“Please take your seats.”

Snowy Gartia walked up to Anton Cook and spoke in a condescending tone: “Move.”

Behind her, Max Gartia shook his head helplessly, “Snowy, can you please not cause a scene?”

Snowy Gartia snorted, “Who’s causing a scene?

I just like this seat, Anton Cook, are you going to move or not?”

Anton Cook initially thought not to bother arguing with a young girl, especially since she was Aubree Groove’s best friend, they hadn’t seen each other in a while and sitting together would give them a chance to catch up.

However, this girl was not polite from the get-go.

Anton Cook, who wasn’t a pushover, retorted, “Is this how you ask someone for a favor?”

Snowy Gartia glanced at Aubree Groove who was quietly seated next to her, and gritted her teeth, “If you’re going to move then move, why the unnecessary talk?”

“You….” As Anton Cook was about to erupt in anger, a cool palm rested on his hand, easily dissipating the irritation within him.

Aubree Groove looked up, “Fanny, it’s fine if you want to blame me after the press conference, but let’s not waste everyone’s time.”

Snowy Gartia humphed and plopped down next to Anton Cook.

Max Gartia and Aubree Groove exchanged a look, both helplessly smiling, Max Gartia then took the seat next to Snowy Gartia.

Madam Elijah clicked her tongue: “This young lady sure has a temper, I’m worried for her future partner.”

Pethkids Airport.

Charlotte Aria and Tabitha Parker walked out of the exit.

The sky gradually darkened, and the neon lights started to twinkle.

“This is my first time in Pethkids, it’s much warmer than Lostswa.

Oh, I heard the night view of the Bridoria River is incredibly beautiful, we must find time to go see it.”

Charlotte Aria ignored Tabitha Parker and called a number on her phone.

She was closest with her aunt Vanessa Aria, hence she dialed her number, but it was not answered after two attempts.

Charlotte Aria pocketed her phone and hailed a taxi.

Tabitha Parker curiously asked: “Why don’t you call Uncle Aria?

He’s also in Pethkids.”

Charlotte Aria shook her head: “No, Uncle Aria will definitely scold me for running around.

If he tells my father, he will definitely send someone to take me back immediately.

Unless it’s urgent, I would rather not contact Uncle Aria.”

In reality, she had been separated from Uncle Aria for more than a decade, and the current Uncle Aria made her inexplicably wary and frightened.

Tabitha Parker sighed: “Alright then.”

She looked at her phone and excitedly waved it around, “Let’s go to the Police Station first to see what’s going on.”

Charlotte Aria hesitated: “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“It’s fine, we’ll just blend into the crowd, put on hats and masks, and no one will recognize us.”

With some reluctance, Charlotte Aria went to the entrance of the police station.

As soon as they got off the taxi, they were astonished by the sea of people.

The road was blocked for nearly two miles, and before they could see the entrance of the police station, they first saw a dense crowd of people.

And atop the trending search list, Aubree Groove’s name was followed by a red-hot ‘explosive’ icon.

Tabitha Parker led Charlotte Aria into the crowd with difficulty, where people jostled each other.

Charlotte Aria turned green.

“It’s half-past six, what the hell are you people doing?

Trying to drag out the time?

Our time isn’t for you to waste like this.”

From within the crowd, a girl’s sharp voice cut through the noise.

Charlotte Aria paused, looking up at the entrance of the police station, they had placed an oversized TV, the live broadcast was now turned on, the first thing they saw was the exquisitely beautiful face of Aubree Groove.

The aspect ratio of the television distorted people’s faces, making them look either fatter or uglier, a phenomenon commonly known as not being photogenic.

However, the girl on the screen was still so beautiful, for a moment, everyone was struck by her unexpected beauty.

The frenzied crowd quietened as if someone had poured cold water over them.