NOVPUBChapter 896: 435 Question_3 Chapter 896: 435 Question_3 Peter Aria was gentle and courteous, and Madam Aria was a beauty with brains.
How could such a family raise such a temperamental individual?
Madon Linggo frowned, recalling Peter Aria’s attitude, sensing that something was amiss.
“Chief Linggo, she’s causing a commotion insisting on seeing the director and even threatened to raze our police department.
I’ve never seen such a riotous mistress.”
And this is supposedly a high-class lady of Lostswa.
She’s no better than an abusive woman in the countryside.
Madon Linggo tapped his fingertips on the desk: “The evidence is conclusive.
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Follow the procedure as is.”
After his subordinate left, Madon Linggo opened the system, entered Vanessa Aria’s name, and her curriculum vitae soon appeared before his eyes.
Madon Linggo looked for a while and found something strange.
Vanessa Aria got lost at the age of four and was found when she was twenty-four, which was thirteen years ago.
Again, thirteen years ago!
He suddenly recalled his last encounter with Peter Aria asking about Marshella Yates, a complete stranger.
He found that strange at the time.
Marshella Yates died also thirteen years ago.
Originally, Marshella Yates had nothing to do with Peter Aria or Vanessa Aria, but for some reason, he always felt Peter’s inquiry to be out of ordinary.
Peter Aria didn’t seem to care much about this twin sister, and could even be said to be indifferent.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have travelled abroad for decades just when she returned to the family.
Madon Linggo thought for a bit and reopened another encrypted confidential document, which would definitely surprise anyone who saw it.
It was Aurora Brun’s curriculum vitae;
Yes, Aurora Brun’s information was completely destroyed by Virginia Frost after her death, but the internet holds no secrets.
In the document, there was a black and white photo of a young woman with an ordinary face.
However, the woman in the photo had a pair of extremely clear and pitch-black eyes, prominent and gentle yet bright.
Every time Madon Linggo saw this photo, he felt a strange feeling at the bottom of his heart.
Her appearance didn’t match her eyes, hence making her eyes stand out.
Only later did Madon Linggo realise that Marshella Yates was a master of disguise.
The real Aurora Brun must have been attractive enough to match these eyes, but nobody probably saw that in this world any more.
Whether Marshella Yates was good or bad was debatable.
She killed the notorious Pindo Rinto, which was a good deed in its own right.
However, she inevitably got her hands dirty and her betrayal led to public condemnation.
Moreover, as a woman, she was involved with several men, attracting various scandals.
Her mysterious and tragically romantic image, coupled with the final outcome, was very poignant.
To be frank, Madon Linggo felt regretful.
She was talented.
If she had been under his command, she could have exhibited her skills and become a constructive member of society, living in the sunshine and being a person of integrity.
She clearly had a pair of warm eyes, but she was trapped in perpetual darkness, raising a butcher’s knife, her heart was likely filled with pain and helplessness.
These eyes held too many stories. 𝙣𝒐𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝙘𝙤𝙢
Madon Linggo’s gaze lingered on the ‘age’ column.
Twenty-four years old.
Her smile was forever imprinted, her age forever frozen at twenty-four.
Thirteen years ago, Aurora Brun was twenty-four years old.
The year Vanessa Aria returned to the Arias family, she was also twenty-four years old.
Was this all a coincidence?
Madon Linggo frowned in thought.
A flash of inspiration went past his mind; it was too quick for him to grasp.
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“Madam, this is an invitation from Ms.
Aubree.”
At the Elijahs, Madam Elijah took over the gilt invitation handed over by the servant.
Upon opening, elegant yet spirited handwriting nearly leaped off the page.
“Amidst the colourless cold winter woods, only the southern branch bears flower, hereon on the twenty-eighth day of the first month of the Year of 2026, I invite Mr.
and Mrs.
Elijah to the Mika Garden in Dreamy Villa, to appreciate the plum blossoms together in great anticipation of your honoured presence.
Best Regards, Aubree Groove.”
After reading it, Madam Elijah couldn’t help praising: “Such beautiful handwriting.
It’s grand without lacking spirit; subtle hints of sharpness.”
“The twenty-eighth, that’s next week, we must go.
I’ve wanted to see the plum blossoms at Dreamy Villa for a while.” Madam Elijah happily closed the invitation.
The man sitting on the sofa across her glanced at his phone, his expression changed and he suddenly rose: “Aunt, I have something to take care of, I’ll have to leave now.
I’ll come to see you again when I have the time.”
Madam Elijah rushed out: “What’s the rush?
Your uncle will be back soon.
You can leave after seeing him, you kid…”
