NOVPUBChapter 1202: 540 Recognizing Each Other (First Update)_5 Chapter 1202: 540 Recognizing Each Other (First Update)_5 “You knew Aurora Brun, and Aurora was the real Vanessa Aria.
You impersonated Aurora and returned to the Arias household, and not long after your return, Aurora was shot dead.
Don’t tell me all of this is just a coincidence?”
A series of questions made Romilly Powell feel overwhelmed; her mind was too flustered to come up with articulate rebuttals.
“Yeah, she must have known early on that Aurora Brun was Vanessa Aria.
Coveting the wealth of the Arias family, she impersonated Aurora and returned to the Arias house.
To keep this secret, she murdered Aurora.
This woman is no less venomous than a poisonous scorpion.” The speaker was Esther, whose words addressed the confusion plaguing everyone else.
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So, this is the truth behind Aurora’s death.
“You’re talking nonsense, what does her death have to do with me?” Romilly unequivocally denied the accusations.
“Because only if she died could you rest easy, and that mastermind behind you, feel secure.”
“A mastermind?
Are you saying there’s a mastermind?”
Peter Aria commented coldly, “The Arias family has been searching for our younger sister for more than a decade with no trace of her, just like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Our mother has used all her contacts, practically turned the whole Jimenez upside down, but there is no sign of her, whether she’s alive or dead.
There’s only one possibility – she has been deliberately hidden away.”
Deliberately hidden away?
Was she not essentially kidnapped then?
“Does this person have a grudge against the Arias family?
Kidnapping the Miss of the Arias family is indeed the biggest blow to the Arias and the Madam.”
“Isn’t it even more infuriating to use an imposter to kill the real one?
How much must this person despise the Arias family?”
“That’s horrifying.
I was wondering how brazen someone could be to impersonate her.
But if there is someone manipulating behind the scenes, it makes sense.”
For a time, murmurs and conjectures buzzed in the crowd.
“Romilly Powell, it doesn’t matter if you don’t admit it.
Do you remember the names of your first and second husbands?” Peter Aria challenged with a stern tone.
Aubree Groove’s gaze passed Romilly Powell’s startled face landing on the figure behind her, who was seething with anger.
Romilly shook her head, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t confess, Miss Powell.
We have evidence here.” As these words fell, a man in a trim police uniform stepped forward.
Someone recognized him.
“That is Madon Linggo.”
Five years ago, he was a well-known figure in Lostswa.
“Madam, Mr.
Cook.” Madon Linggo nodded towards the pair before moving forward towards Romilly.
“Your first husband died in a car accident.
You eradicated evidence very cleanly, but you missed one thing.
You mistreated a maid in your house who overheard your phone call with the driver.
She is very smart; she recorded a video.”
Romilly turned pale.
“Your second husband died of a heart attack.
You didn’t give his family a chance to autopsy and quickly cremated the body to destroy the evidence.
However, the deceased had a longstanding close female confidante who found a bottle of his usual medication at her place.
She tested the drug and discovered that it was deadly poison masquerading as blood pressure medication.
Although she had no evidence, she never gave up all these years.”
With this, Romilly felt faint.
Gasps of astonishment resounded around the room.
“My God, this woman is terrifying.
How many lives has she taken?”
At that moment, Harvey walked in and said, “Sir, he confessed everything.”
Romilly shuddered, and the next moment a voice fell into her ear, audible only to the two of them.
“You had better confess.
Your only chance of survival lies in your confession, or you will be the next one silenced.”
Robyn was not stupid.
If she did not confess, Virginia Frost would silence her sooner or later.
If she confessed, Aubree would protect her, which guaranteed temporary safety.
She felt a gaze from behind, sending chills up her spine.
Cello Cook calmly said, “Speak.”
Harvey shot an glance at Robyn.
“He is a hitman hired by Romilly with the purpose of killing Miss and Mr.
Lewis and blaming the Arias.”
Madam Lewis rushed at Romilly, slapped her twice across the face.
Despite her petite size, Madam Lewis wasn’t weak.
Her two slaps dazed Robyn.
Everyone subconsciously touched their own cheeks.
It must have hurt.
“You couldn’t have done this alone.
Speak, who’s behind all this?”
