NOVPUBChapter 1470: 663 What can you bear from me_5 Chapter 1470: 663 What can you bear from me_5 Maggie Wood took it at once and, after reading it, hurled it in Bella White’s face, blaspheming furiously, “You scoundrel, what on earth has the Groove clan done to you?
You want to frame us like this.”
Alora Hart bent down to pick it up with a smiling face, saying, “Mother, why get so angry?
After all, you’ve raised me for over a decade, and in my heart, you are my biological mother.
Even if I acquire Groove Group, I can still guarantee a rich and comfortable life for you all.”
This was an acquisition proposal.
The scale of Groove Group could not be compared to Artie Group.
If Alora Hart was determined and intransigent, the ultimate result would be a crushing defeat.
But at the same time, Artie Group would also get seriously damaged.
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This was act of harming others without benefitting oneself.
It seemed like Alora Hart was using every means necessary to seek revenge against the Groove Clan.
Maggie Wood truly loathed Alora Hart.
She had raised a wolf, only to regret it later thinking about all the foolish things she had done for her protection.
The room was in an uproar upon hearing Alora Hart’s words.
They thought Alora Hart was barely recognizable.
How terrifying this girl was.
The Groove family did not owe her anything, so why did she insist on avenging them in such a good manner, dragging the Harts into hell?
This person was a lunatic.
Among the crowd, Bellona Capris had a subtle curve on her lips.
This was the effect she wanted.
The water in Pethkids should be stirred as much as possible.
She thought it would be even better if the more manic Alora Hart caused more disturbance.
It will make it easier for her to fish in troubled waters.
The scene today was exactly what would satisfy her.
Subconsciously, she looked over to the man next to her and willingly leaned her head towards him.
The man’s low voice fell into her ears, stirring ripples in her heart effortlessly.
“Tired?
Do you want to go back first?”
Bellona Capris thought mockingly of herself.
She was becoming too easily affected by him emotionally.
Some things were simply beyond her control.
“Better not, it’s inappropriate to leave such an occasion.”
“What can you do?” He was confident and domineering.
Bellona Capris sighed deep in her heart, cursing her own lack of willpower.
“Miss Hart is really good at making jokes.
Acquiring Groove Group, based on you?”
Sanny Groove walked over, took the proposal from Alora Hart’s hand, flipped through it casually and said, “What a pity, this can only be a dream.
Miss Hart, it’s time to wake up.”
Sanny Groove tore the documents into pieces and scattered them over Alora Hart’s head.
“It’s no big deal.
It’s just a proposal.
You can tear it and play with it if you like.
All I need to do is make a phone call.”
Alora Hart smiled and took out her cell phone from her expensive handbag and dialed a number.
“Alice, I want you to immediately lead your team to take over Groove Group for me…”
The satisfied expression on Alora Hart’s face suddenly froze, making her look somewhat ridiculous.
“What did you say?” Alora Hart said in disbelief.
Everyone saw her face change suddenly, guessing that something must have gone wrong.
If Artie Group got into trouble again, it would be game over.
She still had the time to make a scene at Groove’s banquet, what a laugh.
Bellona Capris noticed that something was off about Alora Hart’s face.
She felt a lump in her throat, as an ominous feeling welled up.
Quietly pulling out her mobile from her bag without even having the time to look at it, a low voice came from the man beside her, “What’s wrong?
Do you need anything else?”
To avoid arousing Agave Rinto’s suspicion, Bellona Capris shook her head and smiled, “Nothing, I just suddenly felt tired.
Rinto, could you take me home?”
Her intuition told her that she had to leave here ASAP.
“Of course.” The man seemed agreeable.
He held her waist and was about to leave when a well-dressed man walked into the hall.
He was like a jade, gentle, and radiant, fittingly described by these eight words.
“Madam Groove, sorry I’m late.”
The people present were astonished to see him.
“It’s Mr.
Aria.”
For Pethkids locals, Peter Aria was no stranger.
Madam Groove sighed, “Mr.
Aria, sorry for the uproar.”
“Aubree has relied on the Groove’s help in the past, and as Aubree’s uncle, I have nothing but gratitude towards the Grooves, their matters are my matters.”
Everyone was shocked by Peter Aria’s words.
Peter Aria was actually Aubree Groove’s uncle.
It seemed there was never any romantic relationship between them despite the various scandals from the past.
Those who knew the background of Peter Aria were now torn between envying Aubree Groove’s complicated and wealthy status and being jealous of the Grooves’ windfall.
They seemed to be climbing the social ladder again.
“You’re Aubree’s uncle?” Alora Hart asked suspiciously.
“How is that possible?”
Peter Aria raised an eyebrow, “Ms.
Hart, it’s quite impressive that you still have the nerve to question my family’s background.”
“Conniving with overseas reactionary forces, framing Mr.
Hart and imprisoning him.
Still not getting enough, you arranged for the assassination of Mr.
Hart, intending to overthrow Pethkids.
As I recall, Mr.
Hart is your biological father, isn’t he?
You’re standing here, glowing and vibrant, backed by what?
You should know in your heart better than anyone.”
Peter Aria shook his head, “I really feel pity for Mr.
Hart.”
As Peter Aria spoke, the scene was in an uproar.
This was truly explosive news.
Everyone’s gaze at Alora Hart changed.
They had not thought she could be dozens of times more despicable than they had imagined.
Was this something a carbon-based lifeform could do?
Even beasts had more conscience than her.
Alora Hart’s face turned pale, and she yelled through gritted teeth, “You’re talking nonsense, I’m going to sue you for defamation.”
Bellona Capris bit her red lip, her heart in chaos.
She can’t panic.
She must stay calm at this moment.
Peter Aria looked at Alora Hart as if he was looking at an idiot.
With a pitying tone, he said, “You had a great future but you strayed from the correct path.
This is truly both pitiable and hateful.
If you confess now, you might get a light sentence, or else…”
Peter Aria inhaled sharply.
“You’re talking nonsense.
I don’t know anything at all.” Alora Hart turned around to leave, her steps rushed.
In a frantic hurry, her high-heel shoe twisted and she fell onto the floor in a very embarrassed posture.
Alora Hart looked up, her face expressionless, and saw a woman’s face in the crowd and a murderous intent in her eyes.
