From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 1245: 563 Photos (Second Update)_1 Chapter 1245: 563 Photos (Second Update)_1 “It was alright, I visited a few factories abroad, preparing for the upcoming acquisitions.

While we have this break, let’s enjoy a good meal, just us siblings.”

At this moment, Digby Hart, worth billions, was wearing a simple homemade outfit.

While skilfully making dumplings, he casually spoke about his multi-billion-dollar business as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

Aubree Groove looked at Digby Hart; he wasn’t traditionally handsome, but he had smooth white skin, a gentle and urbane temperament, and with his wealth, it wasn’t a problem for him to charm countless young ladies.

At this moment, watching him skilfully make dumplings had a gentle, homey vibe.

His face, comportment, all conveyed one thing – peaceful times.

Digby noticed Aubree’s gaze, he smiled and glanced at Aubree, “What, realized your big brother’s more handsome now?”

Even his teasing carried a mature humor, there was no pressure being with him, that was Digby’s biggest charm.

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“Brother, you should take care of your health, remember to eat no matter how busy you are.

You’ve lost a lot of weight since the last time I saw you.”

“Have I?

I don’t feel it, I do have a bit of a belly now, though.

Maybe it’s time to hit the gym.”

Notable only was the potbelly from routine business dinners, though it didn’t ruin his overall image.

He wasn’t a typical overbearing boss.

“Sir,” Lorcan Hart walked in quickly, “Call from the association.”

Digby sat still, continuing to make dumplings, “I said no business talks today, you should wash your hands and help as well.”

Lorcan nodded at Aubree and agreed.

After saying a few words into his phone, he put it in his pocket and went to wash his hands in the kitchen.

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“A bit salty.” Digby took a bite of the dumpling and frowned.

Mr.

Hart scolded him, “We’re not salt merchants.

Why put so much salt, trying to salt me to death?”

Aubree took a bite, “It’s okay, considering brother hasn’t cooked for a long time, this is already pretty good.”

“Stop speaking up for him, I bet he did it on purpose.” Mr.

Hart was finding fault with everything about Digby right now.

After finishing a plate of dumplings, Aubree put down her chopsticks, “There’s something I need to tell you.”

Mr.

Hart took a sip of tea, “No rush, take your time.”

Lorcan glanced at Digby, he could guess what Aubree was going to say.

“On my trip to Lostswa, I found my family.”

Mr.

Hart immediately sat up straight, “Family?”

“Yes, family.

My uncle and grandma.” Aubree looked tender.

Mr.

Hart slapped his thigh excitedly, “That’s fantastic!

We should all get together for a meal sometime.

This is wonderful.

Why didn’t you say so earlier?

I could have prepared something.”

Aubree smiled faintly, “There will be chances in the future.”

Digby laughed, “Congratulations.”

“Thank you, brother.

Even though I found my family, you all will always be my kin.”

Mr.

Hart nodded contentedly, “My dear, there’s more good fortune to come.”

After dinner, Mr.

Hart, in a pleasant mood, took his small stool and went to meet his old friends for a game of chess.

The servants started cleaning the kitchen, and Aubree accompanied Digby to his study.

“I heard what happened at Madam Aria’s birthday celebration.” Digby turned around, his eyes filled with tender love as he looked at Aubree.

“You found out too late, brother, I’m sorry for making you worry.”

“Brother doesn’t need to blame himself, it was my own choice.”

“That’s good then, with the protection of the Arias, Virginia Frost shouldn’t hassle you anymore.”

Aubree Groove shook her head with a smile: “Brother, you have no idea how obsessed she is.”

Digby Hart furrowed his brows: “What?

Has she….?”

Aubree Groove gave a slight smile: “Virginia Frost and the Rintos are antagonistic, all because of Jayden Drake’s death.

Even after he had been gone for nineteen years, Virginia still can’t let go, which shows Mr.

Drake’s charisma.”

Changing the subject, Aubree looked at Digby: “Brother, what are your impressions of Mr.

Drake?”

Digby paused for a moment, “He was indeed good, practical, also kind-hearted and genuine.

He had a bright future ahead of him, it’s just a pity that the person he offended was Pindo Rinto.”

“In this world there are sycophants who discard morality for personal gain, but there are also upright people with integrity and righteousness.

Mr.

Drake was a gentleman who commanded respect.”

As if recalling something from the past, a distant look came into Digby’s eyes.

He thought back to the first time he had met Jayden Drake.

Even though nineteen years had passed, he still remembered the man’s warm and gentle gaze and speech, the ancient phrase ‘Gentleman Modest, gentle as jade’ sprang into his mind, as if it had been tailored for Jayden.

He was modest and affable, incorruptible, fearless of authority, compassionate towards the weak, and not easily swayed by temptations of beauty…

Such a person, however, died at the hands of villains, which made people sigh at the injustice of the world.

A glimpse of the setting sun was concealed by a cloud, and suddenly the room darkened.

Wind slipped through the gap in the window, stirring up a whirlwind within the quiet room.

On the desk, the corner of a heavy book was flipped open by the wind, and a photograph fluttered in the breeze, as if unlocking the seal of time and sending a faint fragrance through the room.

Aubree and Digby both looked up at the same time, watching the photograph drifting with the wind, as if they were silently waiting for something to arrive.

Digby stepped forward instinctively trying to catch the photo, but he was too late.

Aubree reached out her fingers and delicately caught the photograph.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, something was gently swelling.

Digby swallowed, his gaze fixed intensely on the photograph in Aubree’s hand.

“Aubree…”

Aubree unfolded the photo to reveal a woman with a radiant smile.

This was an aged, yellowed photograph.

The crinkled corners revealed how many times it’d been flipped through, however, even the blurred pixels couldn’t diminish the impact of the woman’s stunning beauty.

The clouds dispersed, sunlight once again shone onto the ground, a beam of light seeped through the gaps in the branches and fell onto the picture, which highlighted the woman’s clear and gentle eyes.

Perhaps the sunlight was too dazzling, there was a faint sadness in the woman’s eyes, making her seem fragile.

Just like transparent crystal, the dust of the world should not taint her.

Aubree just stared in silence, as if she was making eye contact with the woman in the picture.

She was transported back in memory to the busy train station where they had brushed past each other, the moment the woman had raised her eyes in panic and haste.

Different place, but the same pair of autumn eyes.

“Miss Parker,” Aubree said softly.

For a moment, there was silence in the study, so quiet that the drop of a pin could be heard.

“You…

knew her?” Digby’s voice trembled with an emotion he could not articulate.

“Brother, I don’t mean to pry into your privacy, but I am curious about Miss Parker.”

Digby sighed: “It’s fine, there’s nothing to hide.

Her name is Nikita Parker.

Over a decade ago, she was a well-known star in the whole country.

But she offended someone, and disappeared overnight.

Now only a few people remember her.”

“I searched for a long time, but I never heard any news of her.

But over the years I have not been idle either, all the puzzle pieces have pointed to one person.”

Aubree sighed softly: “Virginia Frost.”

Digby Hart looked at the gentle smiling face in the photo: “I suspect it may be due to the misunderstanding at that party more than a decade ago.

Virginia Frost is an even more insidious and vicious person than Pindo Rinto, with a long memory for grudges.

If she held a grudge against Miss Parker due to that party, then she really, does not deserve Jayden’s love.”