From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 1062: 493 Various Sides_3 Chapter 1062: 493 Various Sides_3 A man’s voice sounded in the car: “Take her too.”

Then Raquel Webb was knocked out and stuffed into the car.

The car turned a corner and disappeared into the dust.

Kelly Martinez hit the steering wheel hard, her foot on the accelerator as she gave chase.

“If I find out who dared lay a finger on her, I’ll skin them alive.”

Connie, sitting in the passenger seat, calmly began to call for backup on the phone, saying: “Ms.

Rinto is clever and cautious, and capable of defending herself.

She should be fine.”

“What do you know?” Kelly Martinez snapped back.

“Those people are desperate.

...

If anything happens…” She dared not think any further.

Connie squinted, glancing at Kelly Martinez.

This man’s concern for Ms.

Rinto was certainly not ordinary.

Just what was their relationship?

In the darkness, a man slowly appeared.

Someone next to him said, “Boss, Miss has been kidnapped.

What should we do now?”

The man called ‘Boss’ had one side of his face covered in tattoos, and the other bore a long scar across his brow and eye.

In the dim light, he looked highly intimidating.

“Daring to kidnap the Rintos’ Mistress, they’re asking for death!”

One of his men hesitated before saying, “Boss, that license plate looked familiar, it might be White’s people.”

They were all from the same circle; everyone knew everyone else’s background.

The man scoffed, “This dog of the Whites wants to be an actual dog?

I’ll grant him that.

Let’s go.”

——

Having finished the interview, Anton Cook got up and left the interview area.

Dashiell Duke came over and whispered something in his ear.

Anton Cook’s expression changed immediately, and he quickened his pace to leave.

Keanu Ledger couldn’t catch up even with a light jog, “Sullivan, wait up, aren’t you going to watch the show from the audience?”

“Brother Curve.” Just as Anton Cook finally stopped, Stella White immediately greeted him with a beaming smile.

“Get lost.” Anton Cook didn’t even look at her and waved her off irritably before striding off.

Stella’s face darkened instantly as she watched Anton Cook’s retreating figure.

“Are you sure you saw Aubree Groove being helped to leave?”

Inside the elevator, Anton Cook asked Dashiell Duke.

Dashiell Duke nodded, “I’m certain.

I found it odd at the time.”

Stepping out of the elevator, Anton Cook suddenly stopped and turned on his phone’s flashlight to illuminate the ground.

“There are signs of a struggle.” Anton Cook’s gaze fell on the tire marks ahead, his pupils contracting sharply.

“Damn, Aubree Groove might be in danger.”

Keanu Ledger said in surprise, “Who would dare?

We can’t help in this situation, we should call the police.”

Keanu Ledger was about to dial 110 on his phone.

Anton Cook stopped him: “No need.”

As soon as he saw Connie, he realized something was off.

Aubree Groove wouldn’t put herself in danger for no reason.

There must be more to it.

After thinking for a moment, Anton Cook dialed a number: “Harvey Chambers, I need a favor.”

——

Pethkids, The Rintos’ Manor.

Even though red lanterns hung everywhere in the Rintos’ household on New Year’s Eve and ‘fortune’ characters were posted, there wasn’t any festive mood.

The servants continued their tasks as usual.

The TV in the living room was playing the Spring Festival Gala.

For the umpteenth time that evening, Dallyn exclaimed, “The Mistress is so photogenic, she’s bound to be a breakout star tonight!”

The word “Surge” appeared behind Aubree Groove’s name on the trending search list.

She had won everyone over with her beauty.

Now Aubree Groove was famous nationwide.

And on this grandest stage, she had performed flawlessly.

A rare smile appeared on Agave Rinto’s face, but then Finnian Moore hurried over and whispered in Agave’s ear, “Master McKay, The Frosts are making moves.”

Agave Rinto arched an eyebrow, “She’s finally unable to keep it in?”

“No, it’s Vanessa Aria.”

Agave Rinto narrowed his eyes: “Vanessa Aria?”

“There’s something odd about it.

Vanessa Aria was unconscious when she was taken out of Pethkids by Peter Aria.

Something definitely happened between them that we don’t know about.”

Agave Rinto stroked the jade ring on his thumb—the thumb ring—deep in thought, “Keep Aubree Groove safe.

Don’t let this lunatic stir up trouble.”

He had no intention of interfering in the Arias’ affairs.

As long as Aubree Groove was not involved, everything was negotiable.

“Master McKay, we’ve dispatched all of our personnel in Lostswa to secretly protect the Mistress…”.

Just as he finished speaking, his phone began to ring urgently.

Finnian Moore apologized and picked up the call on the other side.

He took on a horrified expression after listening: “What the hell are you doing?

If anything happens to the Mistress, could you bear the responsibility?”

“Speaker.” Agave Rinto’s eyes darkened.

Dallyn dropped the half-peeled orange in her hands, which rolled to Agave Rinto’s feet.

But Dallyn didn’t bother to pick it up, she stood up anxiously and asked, “Did something happen to the Mistress in Lostswa?”