Chapter 1001
Chapter 1001: 470 Hands and Feet_3 Chapter 1001: 470 Hands and Feet_3 If that was the way of indifference, it wouldn’t be a bad approach, but Peter Aria, who knew the inside story, couldn’t stand to see Aubree Groove being wronged.
If unclarified, Aubree Groove may always be misunderstood by people.
“Captain Linggo, how is the case of the ancient corpse from Dreamy Villa being handled by the police?
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Don’t you think you owe an explanation for the damage done to Aubree Groove’s reputation?”
Madon Linggo glanced at Aubree Groove subconsciously: “Don’t worry, Dr.
Aria.
This matter is under control and will soon be resolved.”
When they passed The Fat Chef’s , Madon Linggo asked Peter: “Dr.
Aria, should we consider changing our approach?”
Peter shook his head, his gaze hardened: “We’ll set this matter aside for now.
I have more pressing matters to attend to.”
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Kelly Martinez drove her flashy Lamborghini, pulled up next to the black SUV and honked the horn with a smile.
“Star boy, it’s dull on the way back to Pethkids.
Let’s race, the first to reach the destination has to fulfill a request by the other, want to race or not?”
Anton Cook tossed his phone onto the passenger seat, donned his sunglasses, and the slender fingers rested on the steering wheel slightly tightened.
He tilted his chin slightly, his stern face exuding arrogance, like a just unsheathed sword, radiating an intimidating aura.
“Mr.
Brian, make sure to stick to your word, no backsies.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he slammed his foot on the pedal.
The car, like an arrow leaving the bow, darted off instantly.
“Damn…you’re not playing fair, jumping the gun!” Swearing, Kelly Martinez hit the gas and followed.
The two cars started their thrilling chase on the highway, playing a dangerous game.
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Pethkids, Cichardwood District First Detention Center.
Two female police officers led a woman in her prison uniform out.
The woman had disheveled hair, was shackled at the wrists and ankles and looked defeated, a sight of utter despair.
On the other side of the bars, Isabella Foster was filled with shock.
“Miss?”
The woman lifted her head, her face looked haggard, her eyes were lifeless, and she seemed to have aged a decade or more.
Being advanced in years, she only seemed younger compared to her peers as a result of cosmetic treatments and makeup.
Now, she looked twice her age.
In Lostswa, Ms.
Aria was the leading socialite, a figure pursued by many young talents, sophisticated and unattainable.
It was hard to believe that the old woman standing before them was Ms.
Aria.
The shock in the woman’s eyes pricked at Vanessa Aria, whose face remained devoid of any emotion.
Her eyes moved slightly, then she rushed towards the bars: “Secretary Baker, has my big brother come to rescue me?
I can’t stay here for another second, I need to get out….”
Secretary Baker, regaining her senses, quickly comforted: “Ms.
Aria, please stay calm.
Your husband is aware of your situation.
He sent me to Pethkids this time specifically to handle your case.”
A glimmer of hope shone in Vanessa’s eyes: “Get me out now.”
“Well…” Secretary Baker shook her head with a troubled expression.
“Ms.
Aria, please be patient.
Your husband has hired the most capable lawyer for your case….”
Without waiting for her to finish, Vanessa interrupted her impatiently: “And why should I wait?
With one word, my big brother can have me out.
Why should I wait here?
I’m innocent.
Nobody has the right to detain me.”
Secretary Baker shook her head, “Ms.
Aria, this matter is not as simple as you think.
I don’t have much time.
Seeing you today is to inquire about events on the day of the crime.
You must be completely truthful.
This will be crucial whether you’ll be able to leave here successful.”
Vanessa laughed coldly: “My surname is Aria.
I’m the Mistress of the Aria family.
Yet, I still need to wait for a lawyer to fight my case in court.
What a joke.
I wouldn’t mind Peter Aria leaving me to my fate but why is my big brother so timid?
What is there to fear in a small place like Pethkids.”
Secretary Baker’s face immediately darkened, she spoke coldly: “Ms.
Aria, watch your words.
If your husband didn’t wish to rescue you, I wouldn’t be here wasting my time talking to you.
Because you are an Aria, you must follow the rules and regulations.
If you’re innocent, then you will be freed.
If you’re guilty, the law will punish you.
Is that understood?”
With a stern look, Secretary Baker especially emphasized the last sentence.
Vanessa was stunned, her short-circuited brain seemed to suddenly have an electric connection.
The Aria family values their reputation, especially due to the high position occupied by Matthew Aria, who was always on others’ watch, he couldn’t afford a misstep.
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