NOVPUBChapter 1196: 539 Truth (Second Update)_3 Chapter 1196: 539 Truth (Second Update)_3 Her hands clenched into fists under her sleeves, Vanessa Aria’s eyes were full of disbelief.
To prevent any accidents, she had assigned the most powerful members of the organization to carry out this task.
It should have been more than enough to deal with two children, but it unexpectedly failed.
She wondered who was responsible for ruining her plan.
Vanessa Aria glanced surreptitiously at someone, her gaze meeting theirs unexpectedly.
In that moment, Vanessa Aria felt a chill run down her spine.
Peter Aria carried the person into the threshold, and Edric Lewis said thank you.
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Madam Lewis asked, “What exactly happened?”
Edric Lewis kicked the person lying on the ground: “Sheila Cook and I were playing in May Garden.
A cat appeared on the wall.
Sheila likes cats, but her father doesn’t let her keep them!”
Sheila Cook looked up from Cello Cook’s arms and glared at him, “Why are you wasting your breath, can’t you get to the point?”
Edric Lewis stuck out his tongue.
“Let me tell the story.” A clear and bright voice came through.
Everyone turned to look and saw a tall, slender young man walking in from the snow.
In the flickering lamplight, he looked like an untouchable, bright star.
“Uncle Anton!” Sheila Cook excitedly ran over and took his hand. 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓹𝓾𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂
Anton Cook led Sheila Cook across the threshold.
“Madam Lewis, brother.” The young man nodded politely, “Just now, both Edric and Sheila were playing in May Forest and were kidnapped by a villain.
When I noticed something was wrong and caught up with them, they had already been rescued.
This man, is the culprit behind their kidnapping.”
Anton Cook looked at the man in black, bound hand and foot by ropes.
The man’s face was deathly pale; he had already fainted.
Madam Lewis asked further: “Who saved Edric?
We must thank them later.”
Edric Lewis scratched his head, wanting to speak but not daring to, clearly struggling.
Anton Cook shook his head: “The focus now should not be this.
This man deliberately infiltrated the Aria family and kidnapped Edric and Sheila.
Certainly, he has some unspeakable secrets.
We must first clarify this matter; otherwise, the crisis still exists.”
Cello Cook called out, “Harvey Chambers.”
A tall man walked in, and as he entered, the atmosphere in the hall seemed to drop a few degrees.
Harvey Chambers knelt down and pinched the man’s nasal septum.
The man faintly woke up, and before even opening his eyes, he reflexively tried to jump up but due to his bound feet, painfully fell to the ground.
Harvey Chambers said gravely, “Sir, please give me five minutes.
I will surely extract information about the mastermind from him.”
The process of interrogation could be brutal.
It was best not to make it too bloody in the presence of the elderly, women, and children.
Cello Cook waved his hand.
Harvey Chambers dragged the man in black out.
The atmosphere in the hall was somewhat tense.
Peter Aria stepped forward, “Romilly Powell, it’s time to settle our scores.”
Vanessa Aria stepped back.
Matthew Aria asked coldly, “What are you talking about?
Who is Romilly Powell?”
Peter Aria walked straight to Madam Aria and kneeled down.
Everyone was startled by his move.
“Mother, what I’m doing today might make me the laughingstock of the world, but I have no regrets because I’m seeking justice for my sister.”
Isn’t Vanessa Aria his sister?
He had just had a heated exchange with Vanessa Aria and now he’s seeking justice for her?
Everyone was baffled by Peter Aria’s actions.
Even Matthew Aria didn’t understand what Peter Aria was up to.
Madam Aria was very calm, she said, “I won’t blame you.
Please, stand up.”
“Mother, even now you’re still protecting him!
Have you seen what he’s done to your birthday celebration?
I think it’s probably due to your overindulgence that he’s developed such a lawless character, making a fool of himself!”
Madam Aria looked at him, her eyes cloudy and unfocused, like two black holes, strangely creepy.
The words of Matthew Aria were suddenly stuck in his throat.
“Peter, stand up.”
Peter Aria stood up as instructed.
“Do whatever you want to do, your mother unconditionally supports you.”
Peter Aria had a lump in his throat.
It was too cruel for his mother when the bloody truth was exposed.
Even if it was painful, it was better than being deceived.
Today, he would seek justice for his sister in front of everyone.
Peter Aria closed his eyes and then reopened them.
His gaze was calm.
He slowly turned around, not looking at Romilly Powell or Matthew Aria, but at the snow falling outside the window.
The night was deep, and the snow hadn’t stopped.
