NOVEL The Heiress's Return: From Zen to Zenith Chapter 1083
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Chapter 1083: 500 Water Cloud_3 Chapter 1083: 500 Water Cloud_3 Vanessa Aria never publicly discussed her two previous marriages, so outsiders were oblivious to her marital history.

Otherwise, being labeled as a widow might prevent her from securing a good match again.

Violetta Gartia was perfect in every way, even his family history was that of a century-old prestigious family in Pethkids, only slightly less prominent than Madam’s family. 𝔫𝖔𝖛𝖕𝔲𝔟.𝔠𝖔𝖒

Most importantly, this man had no previous marriages and had a good reputation for being upright and moral.

For my sister-in-law to marry such a man after three marriages, she is indeed reaching above her station.

Charlotte Aria smiled: “Yesterday, Granny had an audience with Master Kurong.”

Catherine Liam perked up immediately, her eyes shone with gossipy curiosity: “Didn’t she want to match their horoscopes?

What was the result?”

Charlotte Aria pondered, “I guess there shouldn’t be any problem.”

When Granny came out, she appeared calm, showing no signs of being pleased or displeased.

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Catherine Liam clicked her tongue: “Seems like our house is about to get busy.”

Impatient, Matthew Aria rolled down the car window: “Are you coming or not?”

Only then did Catherine Liam hurriedly get into the car with Charlotte Aria.

Madam was delighted to see Violetta Gartia, she held his hand and had a long chat with him.

She treated him even closer than her own son.

She also told him not to leave at noon and ordered the kitchen to cook his favorite dishes.

“Even though I have sons and daughters, they’re not as considerate as you.

They are all busy with work and don’t even have time to dine with an old woman like me.”

“Your elder and second sons are both top-notch in their fields, I can’t compare to them.

Madam, don’t make fun of me.”

Madam laughed and shook her head, “You are too modest, don’t belittle yourself.”

“Madam’s lessons are valuable.”

Loretta served two cups of clear tea, placing them beside Madam and Violetta Gartia.

Violetta Gartia lifted the celadon tea cup, pushed away the froth, his eyes becoming gentler amidst the misty tea.

“Madam, Vanessa has been ill for a while, how is she doing recently?

I’m quite worried about her.”

As Violetta Gartia spoke, Loretta, who was standing behind the Madam, glanced at Violetta Gartia without changing her expression.

Madam sighed, her face visibly darkened: “I won’t lie to you, Vanessa’s illness is strange.

She can’t be exposed to wind or light.

I’m sorry for the trouble this has caused you.”

Violetta Gartia surprised, “What did the doctor say?”

“The doctors can’t find anything wrong with her, and don’t forget her second brother is a doctor.”

Violetta Gartia’s eyebrows furrowed, appearing slightly worried.

Even though Madam may not be able to see, she could sense it.

She gently extended her hand, and Violetta Gartia quickly put down the tea cup to hold her hand.

Her cloudy eyes stared at him quietly, lacking focus, but Violetta Gartia could feel a force looking through him.

As if looking at someone through him.

What was Madam thinking about at that moment?

“Violetta, you deserve a better woman.

As for your engagement to Vanessa, let’s end it here.”

The words fell like a thunderbolt from the clear sky.

Loretta looked up instinctively to see Violetta Gartia’s reaction, only to find him slightly startled, confused, then shaking his head firmly.

“Madam, what do you think of me?

No matter how serious Vanessa’s illness is, I will accompany her through it.

Today, please, allow me to see Vanessa.”

Madam only shook her head, in her cloudy eyes, the only thing visible was endless desolation, seasoned wisdom with each passing year.

Violetta Gartia had lunch with Madam.

It was already late, so he took his leave.

Loretta saw Violetta Gartia off.

Returning, she saw Madam sitting on the rocking chair under the porch, silently staring in the direction of the gate, lost in thoughts.

Loretta walked over with a smile, “Madam, it is windy outside.

Let me lead you back to the room.”

Suddenly Madam asked, “How does Violetta Gartia compare to Archie Hall?”

Loretta was startled by the sudden question, hesitated for a second, then subconsciously replied: “If Archie Hall is a proud pine in the snow, cold and detached, then Professor Gartia is the low-key elegant bamboo in the country, both have their unique charm.”

Of course, in Loretta’s heart, Archie Hall was superior, just like the pine that has withstood harsh weather, a sunny and cheerful young man who forever remained in memory.

Perhaps, what is lost is always the most endearing.

This was high praise indeed.

Madam Aria fell silent momentarily.

“He’s a good boy, it’s a pity!”

Regrettably what?

Loretta didn’t understand.

She looked at Madam.

Today, Madam was acting strangely, no, she had been acting strangely ever since she came back from the Magead Temple.

Had Madam discovered anything?

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Violetta Gartia left the Aria house and drove to Quinlan Lane.

Madam’s birthday was approaching soon, and after much consideration, he decided to specially order a cheongsam for her as a birthday gift.

There was a century-old cheongsam shop in Quinlan Lane, specializing in high-end custom-made dresses.

Madam was famously beautiful in a cheongsam when she was young, so she should be pleased to receive a cheongsam in her later years.

The walls of the lane were covered in withered branches of ivy, like rings of a tree, bearing witness to the passage of time.

The cheongsam shop was named Archie Hall, gentle and classical, reminiscent of the feeling of a cheongsam.

Just as he stepped over the threshold, two people brushed past him.

“Haha, I can’t wait to see you in a cheongsam!”

The woman’s voice was hearty and daring, free and unrestrained, like the wind.

From the wind came a wisp of a faint, pleasant fragrance.

With one foot across the threshold, Violetta Gartia froze, acting faster than he thought, being guided by his feelings rather than his reason, he quickly turned and followed after them.

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