From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 1067: 495 courting death_2 Chapter 1067: 495 courting death_2 In that glaring white light, a young lady dressed in white slowly stepped from behind the folding screen.

Her white dress was as pure as moonlight.

Her footing steady, demeanor calm, a bright smile graced her lips.

Vivian Hayes’s pupils suddenly contracted violently, “You…

You’re fine?”

She looked great, her cheeks were so fair and beautiful, not at all the traumatic mess she had imagined.

“Why?

Does Ms.

...

Hayes wish something had happened to me?”

Kelly Martinez took out a mini camera from the flower pot in the corner, “It’s all recorded, enough to put her away for ten to twenty years.”

Vivian Hayes was completely shocked, “What are you doing?”

Kelly raised an eyebrow to Aubree Groove, “You are too gentle.

We can’t be polite to this kind.

Watch.”

Vivian Hayes was stunned by the assault.

She instinctively shielded her stomach and screamed out loud, “How dare you hit me?”

“Bitch, I’m hitting you.” Kelly grabbed her hair, forcing her to raise her head, squatting down with a satisfied smile, “Vivian Hayes, I haven’t settled the scores with you yet, and you dare to set your sights on Aubree Groove.

You’re asking for trouble.”

Vivian Hayes stared at the man in front of her in terror, “Who are you?

Who are you really?”

These eyes, they feel so familiar to her, but her head was a mess at the moment, and she couldn’t remember anything.

Kelly raised an eyebrow, her fox eyes curved, cold and cruel, like a lurking wolf, and Vivian was the tender white rabbit.

“I am sent by God to end you.” Kelly patted her face.

“Vivian Hayes, it would have been better if you’d just remained an actress.

But you decided to cross us for Aubree Groove.

I feel obligated to clear the matter with you.”

Vivian Hayes screamed, “You dare touch me?”

Kelly snorted disdainfully, “Who is it if not Marcellus Dankworth?

An illegitimate child of the Dankworths, who is not even worthy of picking up shoes for our Aubree Groove.”

Vivian Hayes’s eyes widened in shock, her pupils trembling violently.

How did she know this?

She did not know Marcellus Dankworth was an illegitimate child.

“Aha, I see.

Is it because Marcellus has been backing you that you’re so arrogant?”

Kelly took out a phone from her bag and shoved it into Vivian Hayes’s hand, “Call Marcellus now.

Tell him to come here immediately, or wait for someone to collect your body.”

Connie coughed lightly and reminded in a low voice, “Mr.

Brian, please watch the noise.”

Kelly Martinez didn’t care.

Messing with Aubree was crossing her line.

This time, she needed to make a thorough clean-up, otherwise the wolves of Lostswa would stir up trouble again.

Since Aubree was too attractive and always caught people’s attention wherever she went.

“Steven, who is this man?

Doesn’t seem like someone we should mess with.”

Steven squinted, gave a pat on his underling’s head, “Speak less, do more.

Don’t you know that trouble comes from the mouth?”

His phone started vibrating at that moment.

Steven took out his phone, seeing the caller ID, his expression immediately turned very respectful.

“Master Finnian, rest assured, the matter has been resolved.

Yes, it was Vivian Hayes’s dirty trick.

She spiked Miss’s drink with an aphrodisiac and a grade D drug.

Fortunately, Miss was alert and did not fall into her trap.

Now she is settling the score…

Okay, Master Finnian is coming to Lostswa himself?

Okay…

”

Steven, holding the phone, carefully approached Aubree Groove with a stooped back.

“Miss, phone call from Master McKay.”

Aubree took over the phone and held it to her ear.

A voice of concern came from the phone, “Why is your phone off?”

Aubree took out her phone to check, “It’s out of battery, so it’s off.”

“You…” The man sighed helplessly.

The background noise was noisy, the roaring sound accompanied by airflow seemed to be close by.

Aubree calmly asked, “Are you on a helicopter?”

“I can’t hide anything from you, I’m on a helicopter to Lostswa.”

Aubree frowned.

It seemed that he noticed her concern and laughed, “You’re overthinking, I’m going to Lostswa to discuss an acquisition.”

What kind of acquisition that requires one to travel on New Year’s Eve?

Aubree didn’t expose his apparent lie.

Some things lose their charm when spoken aloud.

“Don’t be afraid, no one can bully you.

You are the Mistress of the Rintos, no matter what you do, I’ll cover for you, just do it as you wish.”

With a light “hmm” sound, Aubree ended the conversation herself.