NOVPUBChapter 1058: 492 Threat_2 Chapter 1058: 492 Threat_2 By day, the ascetic professor; by night, the licentious messenger.
This stark contrast ignited her curiosity.
Through calculated approaches, she gradually gained his trust.
Her perceived treasure was nothing but an illusion.
She later dispatched people to investigate who Violetta Gartia had been fooling around with in the night bar that night, but investigations yielded no results.
He himself remained resolutely tight-lipped.
It’s a human weakness to covet what one cannot have.
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She valued challenges but hated the feeling of failure.
This applied to both Peter Aria and Violetta Gartia.
Vanessa Aria strolled for a long while, and her jumbled mind slowly cooled down.
After a long wait, she managed to hail a cab and headed straight to the Frosts’.
She couldn’t wait any longer, Peter Aria could turn against her and possibly kill her any moment now.
The only one who could save her was Virginia Frost.
The Frosts’ villa, located in a corner of the city, was silent as if it had been forgotten by the world.
Vanessa Aria’s arrival broke the long-standing tranquility.
“Knock, knock, knock,” the anxious and restless knocks echoed in the night.
The housekeeper pulled open the door with a creak.
A shadow slipped in silently, ghostlike.
The housekeeper’s face hardened, and four black-clad bodyguards silently stepped forward, blocking Vanessa Aria.
Vanessa Aria spoke in a hushed voice, “I must see Madame.”
The housekeeper looked her over and squinted his murky eyes, “Ms. 𝘯𝑜𝘷𝘱𝘶𝘣.𝘤𝘰𝑚
Aria, Madame is ill and cannot receive guests at the moment.
Please leave.”
Vanessa Aria hastily stepped forward, “Housekeeper, please tell Madame that I have a matter of utmost urgency to discuss with her.”
“I apologize, Ms.
Aria, Madame, she!”
Just then, a window on the second floor opened, and a woman’s faint voice drifted down, “Let her in.”
Vanessa Aria pushed past the obstructive bodyguards and rushed in like a gust of wind.
The housekeeper squinted his eyes and looked towards the doorway, “Go, check if anyone is tailing her.”
The four black-clad figures disappeared silently once more, like ghosts.
“Madame,” Vanessa Aria urgently pushed open the door of the main bedroom.
The Frost residence was devoid of any New Year spirit; the atmosphere was deathly quiet and chilling.
No lights were turned on inside the main bedroom, and the multicolored light from the television on the wall flickered intermittently throughout the room.
The woman lazily lounged on a sofa on the balcony, her hair cascading over her shoulders and down her back, sloshing a glass of red wine in her hand.
This scene should have been ablaze with signs of spring, yet Vanessa Aria felt a chill in her heart.
“Madame, something terrible has happened.”
The woman showed no signs of alarm, took a leisurely sip of her wine, and asked in an indifferent tone, “Has the sky fallen?”
“Peter Aria, he…
he knows I’m an imposter, he wants to kill me.”
A gentle and ethereal voice of a young girl resonated from the television at that moment.
Amplified by the sound system, it clearly reached every corner of the room.
Even with the heating on, Vanessa Aria suddenly felt as if the temperature had instantly dropped to freezing, causing her hairs to stand on end.
She hurriedly took two steps forward, stared fixedly at the television, and said in disbelief, “How can it be her?”
Selective audiences across the country were watching the same program this evening, and Vanessa Aria never imagined that she would appear on the show.
The girl on the television, looking slightly distorted due to the screen stretch, radiated beauty.
With her unmatched elegance and demeanor, she left a lasting impression on every eye that beheld her, remaining fresh and beautiful as time went by.
Unconsciously, Vanessa Aria clenched her hands tightly, her nails digging into her palms unknowingly.
“So how did you escape?” the woman asked in a low voice.
All of a sudden, Vanessa Aria stood still, then suddenly kneeled down, “Madame, please save me.”
The woman sighed, “You hold the highest bargaining chips, yet you’ve backed yourself into a corner.
Utterly foolish.”
Vanessa Aria trembled, “Madame, I was wrong, I really was.
Please give me another chance.”
The woman pondered for a moment, “In my current state, how could I help you?”
Vanessa Aria crawled a few steps forward, “Madame, I’ve come up with a brilliant plan.
If you support me, I promise not to let you down.”
Virginia Frost smiled slightly and glanced at the woman kneeling on the floor, “What do you plan to do?”
“Peter Aria has already borne a grudge against Madame because of Nikita Parker.
He’s been constantly searching for Nikita in Pethkids.
If he gets evidence, the prestige and power of the Arias could spell danger for Madame.
Our only resort now is to strike first.
Peter Aria is the only threat in the Arias.
If we eliminate him, the threat will dissipate, and the entire Arias can serve Madame in the future.”
