NOVPUBChapter 1307: 596 Trust_1 Chapter 1307: 596 Trust_1 Peter Aria found out that Aubree Groove had brought another injured person to the hospital and immediately rushed over.
“You’re not hurt, are you?” Peter Aria asked, his gaze filled with worry.
Aubree Groove shook her head, “He saved me.”
A tall young man stood with his back to Peter Aria.
Peter had intended to thank the young man, but when he turned around, Peter got a clear look at his face.
“You?” Peter Aria’s eyebrows furrowed, his expression gloomy.
Virginia Frost’s son…
naturally, he didn’t have many positive feelings for him.
...
But considering he had saved Aubree Groove, Peter Aria didn’t voice his feelings.
“Uncle Aria,” said Nicholas Drake, his voice hoarse and his eyelids drooping.
Peter Aria’s replied coldly, “Mmm, where are you hurt?”
“Bullet grazed my shoulder, my right arm is fractured and my shin is burned,” Aubree Groove replied at once.
Peter Aria coldly instructed, “Sit down.”
Grabbing tools from a nearby stand, he began treating Nicholas’ wounds, “This will sting a bit, bear with it.”
Nicholas pursed his lips and nodded, “Okay.”
The wound wasn’t deep and was easy to manage.
The burn on his shin was the problem.
There was a piece of iron embedded in the wound.
Removing it would cause excruciating pain.
Peter Aria furrowed his brows, “Did you encounter a bomb?”
Aubree explained, “No, it was an accident.”
With a pair of tweezers in hand, Peter disinfected them, grabbed the piece of iron, and without any delay, pulled it out from the flesh and bone.
In that moment, the man before him grimaced, his jaw clenched, but he didn’t utter a sound, bearing the pain silently.
Peter Aria raised an eyebrow, continuing to disinfect the wound, “Fortunately, it didn’t hit the bone.
Recover at home.”
“Thank you, Uncle Aria.”
Peter Aria waved a hand, “You saved Aubree, there’s no need for formalities.
Go and get your admission paperwork.”
Nicholas shook his head, “No need, I have urgent matters to attend to, I must leave immediately.”
“Do you have a death wish?” Peter Aria furrowed his brow at the man before him.
It had been over three months since their last meeting.
He had grown from a green youth into a sturdy man.
His shoulders broader, his skin darker, and his gaze even more resolute.
This kid, unlike his mother, didn’t deserve to bear the anger Peter held towards Virginia Frost.
After all, he carried the blood of Jayden Drake in his veins as much as he did Virginia’s.
In the end, he too was innocent.
“But I…”
Without waiting for his explanation, Peter turned to Aubree, “Go get the admission paperwork.
He needs to be hospitalized.”
He sighed, “What’s happening lately?
Your friends are either injured or being hospitalized.
The hospital beds are almost full.”
Nicholas glanced at Aubree just as Aubree had already turned to leave.
“No point in looking, she’s already walked away.”
“Uncle Aria,” Nicholas moistened his pale lips, “I know my mother has caused a lot of harm to your family.
I will do my best to make amends.”
“No need.
You are you, she is she.
Only a madman would transfer their hatred to the next generation.”
This statement left Nicholas Drake with no ground to stand on.
Wasn’t his mother doing the same thing, transferring her hatred for Pindo Rinto onto Aubree?
Pindo had already been punished, but what had Aubree done to deserve the same?
Peter Aria patted his shoulder, speaking earnestly, “Your Uncle knows you’re a good kid.
Don’t punish yourself for others’ mistakes.
You have a long road ahead.”
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After Aubree handled the admission procedures, Nicholas officially moved into the room next to Agave Rinto.
Upon hearing that Nicholas was staying next door, Agave’s face immediately fell.
He appeared just in time to play the hero, yet again coming out on top.
“Have you found out who’s behind this?”
“Master McKay, it was the current head of The Drakes from Coral Island, Dustin Drake.
A while ago, Ms.
Groove’s Senior saved Madam Drake.
As a result, Madam Drake and Ms.
Groove became good friends.
Dustin Drake used this relationship between Joshua Drake and Ms.
Groove to set a trap for Ms.
Groove.
From what Jayden Moore said, at the time, the situation was very dangerous.
If it wasn’t for Nicholas, it would have turned out very badly for Ms.
Groove.”
Jayden Moore admired those with real strength.
Nicholas protecting Ms.
Groove with his life made him a real man in Jayden’s eyes.
Agave glowered, “His mother kills, he saves.
What a perfect mother-son duo.”
Dallyn carefully advised, “Master McKay, Nicholas saved Ms.
Groove.
It is only right for us to show some form of appreciation.”
Agave glanced at her.
Dallyn braced herself and said, “Although Nicholas has some feelings for Ms.
Groove, given the huge grudge between them, they can’t have a future together.
If we are generous, it will make him feel inferior.”
Agave’s gloomy expression gradually disappeared, “You go prepare it.”
Dallyn acknowledged and left the room.
She had noticed a long time ago, the way Master McKay looks at Ms.
Groove.
It wasn’t the way a nephew looks at his aunt; it was the way a man looks at a woman.
His gaze was filled with ambition, desire, and reckless impulsiveness.
He was keeping these feelings suppressed for now, awaiting an opportunity.
This was dangerous.
Dallyn frowned.
She didn’t understand ethics or propriety.
All she knew was that even Master McKay wasn’t good enough for Ms.
Groove.
After arranging Nicholas’s hospital room, Aubree received a call from Nana Breezent.
Nana was ecstatic over the phone, her voice filled with sweetness, “Aubree, you’re amazing.
He really came to see me.
He asked if I want to be his girlfriend, promising to care for me for a lifetime and not letting me suffer.
I really…”
Nana choked up, overwhelmed with happiness.
“I feel like I’m dreaming.
It’s too surreal.
I’ve pinched my leg purple.
I keep telling myself that it’s all real, but I still can’t believe it.”
Aubree chuckled and comforted her softly, “If he said that, he must have thought it through.
But…”
Aubree paused, and Nana quickly asked, “What is it?”
“Are you willing to weather any storm with him in the future?”
Nana sounded surprised, “You said exactly what he said.
Even though you two aren’t related by blood, you really speak alike.”
Without hesitation, Nana declared, “Even if the sky falls, I want to shoulder it with him.
We will share weal and woe, for better or worse.
I won’t leave him in this lifetime.”
“The most important thing between lovers is trust.
Remember, you and him are facing the future, not the past.
No matter what happens, you have to believe in him unwaveringly.”
“Of course.” Nana, immersed in happiness, didn’t pick up on the undertone in Aubree’s words.
She was full of confidence in her future with Digby Hart.
“By the way, the annual meeting of the Artie Group is next week.
Digby said he would officially introduce me then.
Aubree, you should come too.
I would feel more secure with you there.
I don’t know any of the ladies of Pethkids’s high society.
I need you to back me up.”
Aubree’s reputation as a social butterfly who rotated between different groups of high society was unchallenged in Pethkids.
