Chapter 1188: Don’t You Want to Know How Your Mother Died?
Cymbeline Jennings really invited this plague god over! Nico Spencer thought, quickly walking over, his gaze at Aurelia Shaw carried a hint of scrutiny, and he couldn’t help but admit that Aurelia had become more beautiful over the years.
A few years ago, when he saw her, she was beautiful, but not as stunning as now. Did something happen suddenly? It seemed to have changed the look in this girl’s eyes.
Nico Spencer opened his mouth to greet her, but Aurelia Shaw spoke first, her tone calm, seemingly not wanting to engage with him much.
She went straight to the point, "Where’s Cymbeline Jennings?"
Nico Spencer was taken aback.
"Where is Cymbeline Jennings?" Aurelia Shaw squinted her eyes and spoke again.
"Haha... Look at me forgetting. Since my wife invited you over, of course, my wife should host you. She’s probably upstairs now. Butler, lead Miss Shaw to find the Young Madam." Nico Spencer felt a bit embarrassed, but when he remembered the plan, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile.
Aurelia Shaw followed the butler upstairs.
In the crowd, a pair of eyes followed Aurelia Shaw’s departing back, a crafty smile emerging in the deep eyes.
...
"Miss Shaw, the lady is inside." The butler led Aurelia Shaw to the door and then left.
Aurelia Shaw stared at the door for a while, aware that behind it, they had already plotted certain schemes waiting for her. However, Cymbeline Jennings had what she wanted, so no matter what awaited behind that door, she had to go in.
Pushing open that door, whether it was too old or to set the scene, it made a "creak" sound. If the room was pitch dark, Aurelia Shaw would have praised Nico Spencer and his wife for setting the horror ambiance well.
Of course, the lights were on inside, Cymbeline Jennings was there, holding a diamond necklace just taken from the safe, the necklace’s brilliance refracted under the light, she was not surprised to see Aurelia Shaw arrive, and smiled, as if she had anticipated she would come.
"I knew you would definitely come," Cymbeline Jennings said.
Aurelia Shaw had no patience to chat with Cymbeline Jennings, "What is the truth about the events from back then?"
Cymbeline Jennings chuckled, finally seeing a hint of anger on Aurelia Shaw’s face.
She’s just like her mother, always seemingly superior, forever cold-faced towards those she doesn’t know or those who come to talk, so aloof, like a peacock, yet so beautiful that one’s eyes cannot look away from her.
Isabella Parker...
The woman she envied.
"Your mom was kidnapped back then, and the kidnappers eventually killed her, even Balthazar Shaw hasn’t been able to find out who the kidnappers were after all these years. Do you really want to know the truth?" As Cymbeline Jennings spoke, her hand reached out to Aurelia Shaw, palm holding that invaluable diamond necklace, stuffing it into Aurelia Shaw’s hand.
Aurelia Shaw was about to toss it away when Cymbeline Jennings’s voice rang out, "This necklace belonged to your mom."
Aurelia Shaw paused her movement.
Cymbeline Jennings continued, "Don’t you want to know how this necklace ended up in my hands?"
"Cymbeline Jennings, you keep babbling, believe me, I’ll rip your mouth apart? I think instead of listening to you here, why don’t we go somewhere else, I ask, and you tell, how about it?" Aurelia Shaw’s eyes narrowed, tone filled with threat.
"Outside the hall, there are people everywhere, don’t you want to maintain your facade of hypocrisy in front of them?" Cymbeline Jennings didn’t believe she dared to do it, ruin her hard-earned reputation over the years.
Aurelia Shaw’s red lips curled, hypocritical facade? She seemed to never have one, only the bloody side hadn’t shown itself yet.
"Or, do you want to try seeing my non-hypocritical side?"