Chapter 1197: 539 Truth (Second Update)_4 Chapter 1197: 539 Truth (Second Update)_4 “As everyone knows, my younger sister Vanessa went missing when she was four years old.
My mother’s longing for her daughter blinded her eyes.
The loss of Vanessa was a great blow to The Arias.
Over the years, we have never stopped looking for her.
Thirteen years ago, a woman who claimed to be Vanessa returned to The Arias and from then on became the Mistress of The Arias.”
Everyone listened attentively and shifted their gazes to Vanessa Aria, a story they were all too familiar with.
“Enjoying all the privileges of the Mistress of The Arias, she was high and mighty, garnering countless privileges and envy.
Meanwhile, in Pethkids, a woman named Aurora Brun had to make ends meet by dealing with vicious characters.
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Who in this world would know about these two people with completely different fates?
Their lives should have been swapped.
Everything started with a sinister plot.”
The clever ones in the room guessed it and looked incredulously at Vanessa Aria.
She is a fake.
And the real Miss Aria was actually Aurora Brun in Pethkids.
This is simply unbelievable.
Madam Aria’s hand, which held the crutch, tightened slightly.
The blue veins on her dry and wrinkled hand protruded, revealing her inner upheaval.
“What nonsense are you spouting?” Matthew Aria said furiously.
Peter Aria did not argue with him: “Indeed, Aurora Brun is the real Vanessa Aria, this woman…”
Peter Aria gestured at the woman hiding behind Matthew Aria: “She deceived the world by posing as the Mistress.
After being found out, she even planned to bring The Arias down with her.
Romilly Powell, won’t you admit it?”
Upon hearing this, Romilly Powell burst into laughter.
Now that things were out in the open, she saw no point in pretending any longer.
“Yes, I am not Vanessa Aria.
The real Vanessa Aria is long dead—deader than dead.
Perhaps you might see one last glimpse of her when you go to hell.”
Matthew Aria looked at the woman in shock: “Little sister…you.”
Catherine Liam tottered on her feet; the world went dark before her eyes.
Fortunately, she was propped up by Charlotte Aria just in time.
Catherine Liam patted her chest: “This can’t be true, can it?”
Charlotte Aria pursed her lips and shook her head softly at the unfamiliar woman in the hall: “My uncle is right.
She is a fraud.”
“Yes, my little sister was indeed cruelly murdered, and I will surely hold the perpetrator accountable.
But she left behind a daughter, who is my niece by birth.
She is my mother’s granddaughter, a descendant of The Arias with our blood running in her veins.”
As Peter’s words sunk in, everyone gasped in shock.
The sentence “A descendant of The Arias with our blood running in her veins” struck a chord with Charlotte Aria.
She lowered her gaze, clenching her hand firmly into a fist.
So, it wasn’t enough for them to have one Aubree Groove, now the daughter of an aunt has appeared too!
Madam Aria’s calm face suddenly showed signs of disturbance, as she questioned: “Peter, is this true?”
“This can’t be.
How did Aurora Brun have a daughter?” Romilly Powell exclaimed in disbelief.
Virginia Frost squinted her eyes and scoffed.
“I detest people who steal others’ identities the most.
This Miss Aria is truly pitiable.
If this is indeed a conspiracy, we must thoroughly investigate the matter,” Madam Lewis declared angrily.
Sheila Cook looked up and saw a sadness in her uncle’s eyes that she had never seen before.
Sheila gently held Anton Cook’s hand, whispering, “Uncle, it’s so sad for Aunty Aria.
She didn’t recognize her mother and brother until the day they died.
And her identity was stolen by the bad guys.
I hate the bad guys, wish I could tear her into pieces.”
Despite Sheila’s soft voice, it rang out clearly in the silent hall.
Indeed, it was really tragic.
Being nobility, living a life worse than death in Pethkids.
Despite never being able to meet her mother and brother before she died, an evildoer had stolen her identity, enjoyed her family’s love, honor and privilege.
It was completely evil that even after the conspiracy was exposed, she wanted to pull The Arias down with her.
Anton Cook thought of the shot he took at the woman.
She smiled and told him not to blame himself, you are still a child…
Such a kind-hearted woman suffered greatly in life and now, is forever separated by death.
This late revelation of truth was simply too cruel. 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓹𝓾𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂
Anton covered his chest; he suddenly felt a suffocating sensation, as if his heart was being torn apart.
Aurora Brun’s daughter…
He suddenly had a bad feeling about this and instinctively turned to look at the entrance.
The night was deep and the wind was howling.
A beautiful woman was stepping through the snow towards them.