From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables-Chapter 1567

Chapter 1567: 699 Return to slap the face (Up)_5 Chapter 1567: 699 Return to slap the face (Up)_5 Instead, it was Nikita Parker who was always looking forward to meals.

“Sullivan, a few days ago, while I was eating at the Hospital cafeteria, I overheard a few nurses talking about you.

They were speculating whether something had happened to you because you haven’t been visible to the public for a long time.

I don’t mean to interfere in your work matters, as a doctor, I certainly don’t understand the intricacies of your field.

But I can’t help wondering, are you growing tired of the entertainment industry?”

Although the boy seemed calm on the surface, Peter Aria sensed some signs of world-weariness in him.

Having minored in psychology during his university days, Peter thought that Sullivan might be struggling with some mental health issues.

In the living room, Nikita inserted trimmed flower branches into a glass flower vase.

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Anton Cook was washing fruit under running water, his head down.

“I debuted when I was fourteen, and it’s been exactly ten years now.

In this industry, I’ve already reached the peak.”

Now he was tired and wanted to take a break.

Peter understood, “The show business can be chaotic, but you’ve remained true to yourself all along.

I’m proud of you for that.

Take this time to recuperate and recoup.

You can always make a fresh start whenever you’re ready.”

“I’ve acquired a record company, and I’m thinking of gradually transitioning to work behind the scenes.

No matter what, my love for music remains unchanged.”

That’s what Peter admired most about Anton.

He was never swayed by the glitz and glamour of the entertainment world, and he had the courage to step back whenever necessary.

Beyond his own resilience, having a supportive family must have given him a sense of assurance.

However, the boy was only twenty-four (in lunar years)—the prime of his life, yet it felt as if he had already experienced a lifetime’s worth of ups and downs.

It was hard not to feel sorry for him.

During dinner, the three of them chatted casually.

“Auntie, you’ve finished filming your new movie with Director Graham, haven’t you?

Yesterday, Graham asked me to score some music for it.”

In fact, what Director Graham wanted was for him to compose all the music for the film.

But since Anton had other commitments, he agreed to write just one emotional theme song.

Nikita raised her eyebrows, “Director Graham must have a generous budget this time.

The investors are going all out.

Make sure you get a good deal from him.”

Anton laughed, “Auntie, only you dare to speak to Director Graham like this.

If I tried to rip him off, he’d kick me out with a broom.”

They all burst into laughter at his comment.

Looking at Anton, in the bloom of youth, Peter’s eyes moved over to the empty chair next to him, and his gaze grew somber.

After Anton left, Peter sat on the sofa silently, holding a magazine but not turning a single page over a long period.

“Are you thinking about our daughter?” Nikita asked as she sat down next to him, leaning on his shoulder.

“If she were still alive, she would be seventeen this year…” Peter’s voice choked up.

This was a wound in his heart that never healed.

Nikita’s lips moved slightly before finally letting out a long sigh.

Let’s wait a bit longer, until she stands before you.

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In May, Virginia Frost was secretly tried.

All her crimes were exposed.

The verdict was death, to be carried out immediately.

The moment the result was announced, Virginia felt a sense of relief.

It was a bright sunny day.

As the hood was roughly pulled off, she knelt on the ground, the dazzling sunshine stinging her eyes, and she instinctively squinted.

She almost greedily gazed at the sun above, tears streaming down her face.

All of a sudden, she shouted, “Jayden Drake, I’m coming.”

With a “bang”, a gunshot sounded, startling the birds into flight.

She collapsed to the ground, staring at the fading sunlight in her line of vision.

Tears mixed with blood dripped from her mouth, carrying a bitter and bloody taste.

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Finally, she willingly closed her eyes.

Across from the execution ground, behind a glass window, Nikita silently watched everything unfold.

A moment later, she turned to leave.

All grudges ended here.

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When July arrived, Lostswa started bustling.

The nation’s anniversary was approaching.

As it was a round-number anniversary, it was especially significant and had to be celebrated grandly.

This year’s celebration included many foreign dignitaries who were invited to attend the military parade, which sent all of Lostswa into a frenzy of preparation.

For Charlotte Aria, this was an excellent opportunity.

As the most prestigious institution, Benefit University was naturally expected to contribute to the event.

The foreign language department collaborated with the reception team, selecting the most outstanding students in foreign languages to join the reception crew.

They would be responsible for receiving and attending to foreign delegations.

This high-profile reception would be a highlight on any resume, and countless students competed fiercely for the opportunity.

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