From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 1072: 497 Storm_1 Chapter 1072: 497 Storm_1 Aubree Groove laughed softly.

“Happy New Year.”

The tense atmosphere was suddenly disrupted by hurried footsteps.

Aubree’s gaze passed over Anton Cook’s shoulder to the approaching man, a middle-aged man of about 1.75 meters tall.

His square face and single-fold eyelids exuded an urgent delinquent aura, hinting at his difficult and unpleasant nature.

The man bellowed, “Where are everyone?

Where the hell are they?”

Suddenly, the man’s tirade abruptly stopped, eyes wide open, as if he had spotted something breathtaking.

Anton Cook turned around and saw the unabashed lust on the man’s face.

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A flash of disgust crossed his eyes as he positioned his tall frame in front of Aubree, perfectly shielding her from view.

Blocked from the beauty, unable to fully appreciate her charm, the man hurriedly took two steps forward.

Seeing the man’s presumptuous behaviour, Anton Cook rebuked coldly, “What do you think you’re doing?”

The man seemed to suddenly awaken from a dream, he touched his nose and squinted at the young man before him.

“Anton Cook?”

The young and handsome man standing before him was none other than the immensely popular Anton Cook.

Aubree Groove stepped out from behind Anton Cook and asked lightly, “Are you Marcellus Dankworth?”

Upon seeing the beauty again, Marcellus Dankworth’s eyes lit up instantly.

The fact that she called him by his name ignited his delusion of her possible affection for him, making him even more delighted.

“Does the beauty know me?”

His tone was somewhat flirtatious, his eyes seductively focused on Aubree’s face.

Anton Cook clenched his fists, wishing he could punch that odious face.

Aubree maintained her cool demeanour, her eyes as clear as the clearest spring in the mountains, showing no trace of muddiness, desire, or fear.

Her icy gaze sent chills down the spine.

“Vivian Hayes had an ectopic pregnancy which resulted in heavy bleeding.

The surgery just concluded, it was a close brush with death.

She has now been transferred to the ward.”

Marcellus furrowed his brows.

He was worried on his way here.

However, his interest was now primarily occupied by the beauty before him.

In comparison, Vivian Hayes was as remarkable as a roadside flower, uninteresting and tasteless.

The beauty before him, on the other hand, was different.

Fearing to startle the overly aloof beauty with his frivolity, Marcellus Dankworth tried to play it cool.

“That’s good.

Are you friends with Vivian?”

Aubree frowned.

Vivian Hayes might have her faults, but she had borne the burdens of pregnancy for the man before her.

His lack of concern despite hearing the news demonstrated his lack of feelings.

“I have no relation with her.”

Aubree stated directly, “Tonight, she set a trap for me but ended up hurting herself.

I sent her to the hospital.

I will collect the evidence and sue her in court.”

Marcellus was taken aback and recalled the complaints Vivian Hayes had made on the phone, he questioned in disbelief, “Is it you ?”

The Mistress of the Rintos who wronged Vivian Hayes.

The Rintos are thousands of miles away in Pethkids.

A Mistress of the Rintos wouldn’t ordinarily matter to him.

He took it lightly and assured Vivian that he would handle whatever might come up before him.

He hadn’t imagined that it would be such a vibrant beauty before him.

Marcellus immediately revised his words and apologized with a smile, “Ms.

Rinto, Vivian was ignorant.

As the saying goes ‘a wise man doesn’t take umbrage at a trifling offence.’ It’s better to let it pass.”

Aubree rejected straightforwardly, “Impossible.”

Having been rejected, Marcellus Dankworth’s face displayed his displeasure.

He lowered his voice and menacingly said, “Ms.

Rinto, give me some face.

I will protect you in Lostswa, or else….”

His slightly narrowed eyes were unfailingly threatening.

Aubree remained undaunted, her gaze ice-cold, returning the stare unfazed.

“Mr.

Dankworth, there’s no need for threats.

If you truly care about Ms.

Hayes, you should hire her a competent lawyer.

Maybe she’ll receive a lighter sentence.”

Merely poisoning someone was enough for her to face severe consequences.

Some people never learn their lesson until they face disaster.

While Aubree saved her, this person must face the punishment of the law.

Seeing Aubree not giving an inch, Marcellus Dankworth’s annoyance finally turned into rage.

He seethed, “Being a so-called local tycoon from Pethkids, you dare to oppose me?

You’re only digging your own grave, killing you would be as easy as crushing an ant.”

Aubree gave a faint smile.

Her smile like the melting of ice, the blossoming of spring flowers, left Marcellus Dankworth in a daze.

“Mr.

Dankworth, you’re welcome to try.”

Marcellus Dankworth was about to spit out more threats, but Aubree simply walked away without sparing him another glance, leaving Marcellus stomping his foot in frustration.

As Anton Cook walked past Marcellus Dankworth, he shot him a cold glance, then walked away.