From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables-Chapter 1539
Chapter 1539: 695 Surpasses All Fragrance_1 Chapter 1539: 695 Surpasses All Fragrance_1 Peter Aria’s identity in Pethkids’ high society had long ceased to be a secret.
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Over a year ago, he was the most sought-after bachelor in Pethkids, attracting countless high-class women.
Unfortunately, no one knew where he had been this past year.
Now, his reappearance is even more sensational than Agave Rintos’ return.
The Arias from Lostswa, that’s something!
Compared to them, The Rintos family might as well be minor sorcerers in the face of a wizard, ruling only in Pethkids.
Whereas, The Arias from Lostswa descend from the royal family of the former dynasty, possess a noble lineage, and not to mention their distinguished merit and authentic heritage.
...
Even Mr.
Lewis and Mr.
Cook have to give face to the Aria family.
Which woman wouldn’t want such a glorious distinction?
Putting aside his family heritage, he himself is a rare medical genius, and most importantly, he’s phenomenally handsome.
With all those attributes superimposed, neither Agave Rinto nor Digby Hart can compare to Peter Aria.
One pair of eyes after another stared at the man entering the room like hungry wolves.
Dressed in a bespoke suit, he stood tall and slender, his complexion fair, his brows and eyes starlike, refined as jade and cool to the touch, yet icy as winter snow.
With such grace and elegance, no man present could match him.
The ladies hadn’t been thrilled for two seconds when they noticed a graceful figure closely following him, immediately sensing a major threat.
Did Peter Aria bring a female companion?
The woman was wearing a strapless dress in tulle purple, a cat-eye-sized amethyst necklace dangling from her slender neck.
Even from afar, one could tell she was of remarkable beauty, stunningly radiant.
The opulent banquet hall seemed to dim with her entrance, leaving only her and the man beside her vividly shining, outstanding amongst all present.
In just a few moments, the woman stepped into the light, exposing her face without any disguise to everyone present.
The whole crowd sharply drew in a breath.
With such looks, such temperament, how could one describe her?
Everyone was at a loss for words.
Digby Hart was in conversation when he sensed the room go suddenly quiet.
He frowned, subconsciously turning his head.
His gaze fixed on the purple figure, and he seemed to freeze.
Storms churned deep in his pupils.
Nana Breezent stared at the woman’s face, struck by a sense of familiarity.
Where had she seen her before?
Spotting Peter Aria next to her, the memory suddenly hit Nana, making her exclaim in surprise.
That exclamation snapped everyone back to reality.
Nana Breezent covered her mouth, disbelief written all over her face.
It’s her, she’s alive.
After the initial shock, Nana Breezent, as the hostess, immediately contained her emotions, her face full of warmth as she walked towards them.
“Mr.
Aria, I’m so delighted you could come.”
Nana Breezent’s eyes fell on the woman’s face, undisguised envy in her gaze.
Time had left no mark on her face, making her appear as though she were just in her early twenties, and her close-up beauty was breathtaking.
“This is…?” Although Nana Breezent had guessed her identity, she couldn’t blurt it out before her guest had introduced herself.
The woman smiled gracefully, her eyes brightening as if blooming flowers, almost blinding everyone.
“My surname is Parker, Madam Hart, happy birthday.”
The woman presented her gift.
Nana Breezent looked surprised gratified, “Thank you, Ms.
Parker, you are so kind.
Please, come in.”
The woman nodded her head lightly with a smile, arm-in-arm with Peter Aria, and stepped into the venue.
“Mr.
Hart…?”
The person beside him called his name several times before Digby Hart snapped back to reality, looking somewhat disconcerted.
“I apologize.”
He turned around and walked straight towards Peter Aria.
As the host, he had to greet a guest of such high stature.
“It is such an honor to have you here, Mr.
Aria.”
Peter Aria replied with a smile, “Mr.
Hart has taken good care of my Aubree Groove, we’re like family.
Please, Mr.
Hart, there’s no need to be so formal.”
Digby Hart’s eyes fixed on the woman’s face, his hand, hanging by his side, clenched tightly.
“Ms.
Parker, it has been a long time.”
Nikita Parker smiled lightly and nodded, “Mr.
Hart, you’ve finally achieved your dream, building such a great business, with a beautiful wife by your side, and just had a son.
Congratulations, it’s not too late, right?”
Her voice was soft, clear, and hinted at a playful flirtation.
Her words lingered in the air, resonating continuously.
Nana Breezent put away Nikita Parker’s gift and came over.
She heard Nikita’s words and was slightly taken aback.
When had Mr.
Hart met Nikita Parker?
Digby Hart took a deep look at her, opened his mouth to say something, but in the end, it turned into a long sigh.
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