Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 67: He Who Brings Trouble Upon Himself Cannot Live

Hearing this, Alia Wright imdiately understood.

It turned out that using Emily Allen as a clue to lure her to the bar, the mastermind behind the scene was Ava Wright.

Yesterday, she retaliated in kind, using the phone of a man with burn scars to arrange a eting with the other party. She hinted that the burn-scarred man could take revenge, but she didn’t expect it to be in this way.

People like Ava Wright have always thought of themselves as the most proud and noble, thinking that no woman in Riverwood City could compare to her.

Those with better family backgrounds weren’t as pretty or talented as she was, and those with worse backgrounds couldn’t compare at all.

Whether it was her looks or her body, she had always guarded them carefully. Even if it couldn’t be left to the person in her heart, it had to be exchanged for the greatest benefit.

But now, she had been ruined by an ugly man she had carefully chosen.

Alia Wright inexplicably wanted to laugh.

This truly is self-made disaster, one cannot live.

She originally thought this event was more likely done by Bess Bennett, after all, she had offended Bess quite severely this lifeti.

But she didn’t expect it to be done by Ava Wright.

She hadn’t done anything yet, rely snatching the teacher Ava desired and embarrassing her publicly led to such enmity?

If she really did more in the future, wouldn’t Ava Wright be so angry she’d die without having to lift a finger?

Alia Wright, with a face of bewildernt, said, "Sister, what’s wrong? What happened? Who did this to you?"

Alia Wright had this innocent, naive look.

The purer and more innocent Alia appeared, the angrier Ava Wright beca.

Why was Alia fine, whereas she was ruined?

She lost her mind and pounced at Alia, wanting to hit her, "Alia, it must have been you who did this to . You’re jealous of my family background, jealous of everything about , you want to ruin ."

In fact, Ava Wright didn’t really think it was Alia. She was just jealous, jealous that Alia was prettier, jealous of Alia’s superior painting talent, jealous that Alia could be beside Young Master Shaw.

So, after sothing like this happened, her first reaction was to see if Alia was as miserable as she was.

But seeing Alia completely untouched, she simply couldn’t accept it.

But as she pounced over, Ava Wright was grabbed.

Alia hadn’t even had a chance to act.

A punk from the old district, passing by, grabbed Ava Wright and amicably asked Alia, "Do you need help?"

Alia seed at a loss, nodding slightly, "If possible, I’d like her safely escorted out of the old district."

"Okay, we’ll make sure to get her out safely." The punk nodded imdiately, emphasizing the word "safely."

Ava Wright, with her mouth covered, was forcefully dragged away, completely stunned.

She knew about the old district, she knew long ago that Alia lived in a place like the old district, a place for dirty rats, she was happy to see such a scene.

She thought Alia would be hiding here, trembling like a little mouse.

But how was it that there were people helping Alia and treating her so respectfully?

Alia was nothing more than a lowly dog her family kept, why?

Ava Wright struggled desperately but couldn’t break free.

With her mouth covered, she was forcibly dragged away.

On the way, the two took Ava’s change and jewelry, kicking her out of the old district, "Dare to hit soone we protect in the old district, looking for death! Next ti, we’ll hit you every ti we see you."

Ava Wright sat stupidly on the ground, unable to comprehend how things turned out this way.

What she couldn’t bear most was her current state seed to be her own doing, Alia hadn’t even lifted a finger against her.

Ava Wright walked away like a walking corpse, her eyes growing more vicious with each step.

She was Ava Wright! She couldn’t just fall into despair!

No matter how lucky Alia was, so what? She looked down on small Riverwood City.

Wasn’t the Allen family in Capital City desperately looking for their biological daughter? Then she’d give them so information, make good use of the Allen family in Capital City.

She absolutely wanted to get everything she desired!

...

With this interlude involving Ava Wright, Alia Wright’s mood beca a bit cheerful.

After having breakfast, she took Emily Allen to Ink Manor.

Today, she first wanted to ask her teacher if he could help sell a few paintings, she still owed Anna three million.

She gave the Wright family shares and that business deal to Godfery Shaw.

She had to find ways to make money, there would be many places needing money in the future.

As soon as Alia arrived at Ink Manor, soone imdiately notified Robert Reed.

Robert Reed hurried down from the third floor, his speed astonishingly unlike an elderly man, "Little apprentice, you finally ca, co and see my new work."

"Teacher, slow down," Alia couldn’t help but remind.

After Robert Reed rushed down, he suddenly exclaid, "Little apprentice, why did you bring a child here? Whose child is this, such a cute little look."

Before Alia could speak, Robert suddenly widened his eyes, "Could it be... could it be that it’s your and that Shaw kid’s child? I just knew this child looked cute, turns out it resembles you, little apprentice. How old were you back then? That Shaw kid must be a beast!"

Alia was resigned, "Teacher, this is my brother’s child."

Robert Reed heaved a long sigh of relief, then reacted with surprise, "Have you found your family?"

The matter of the Wright family and adoptive daughter had been widely discussed recently in Riverwood City, everyone knew Alia wasn’t biologically a Wright, and the Wright family had no brother.

"Yes," Alia softly replied.

"How are they? Are they good to you?" Robert looked concerned.

"They’re very good to ." Before the teacher could continue asking, Alia changed the subject, "Teacher, can you help sell a few paintings?"

As expected, Robert was imdiately distracted, "Why do you want to sell paintings? Your work is indeed good, but without fa, it’s hard to sell at a high price. Little apprentice, are you short of money?"

Seeing her teacher’s you-lack-money-I’ll-give-you-attitude, Alia avoided being blunt.

She made an excuse, "I just want to see the current market value of my work."

Robert readily agreed, "Sure, bring your paintings here, I’ll have them up at Ink Manor tomorrow."

"Thank you, teacher."

"What’s with the thanks between us as ntor and disciple? By the way, what’s the deal with you and that Shaw kid now, how did you get involved with Godfery Shaw? That kid’s no good, little apprentice, don’t be fooled by his good-looking appearance."

Robert also saw the intimate photos of Alia and Godfery Shaw.

But in his view, it must have been Godfery’s doing; his little apprentice was so obedient and sweet, how could she resist the two scheming kids from the Shaw family?

Alia didn’t expect the teacher to suddenly ntion Godfery Shaw, she was montarily stunned.

Today, she brought Emily Allen to Ink Manor, intending to have the teacher look after her for a bit.

Today... she needed to go to the civil affairs bureau with Godfery Shaw to get a divorce.

At this thought, Alia softly said, "The current situation doesn’t matter, we’re getting divorced."

Robert widened his eyes, so angry for a mont his beard nearly flipped up.