The Heiress’s Return: From Zen to Zenith

Chapter 868: 426 Grand Ceremony_2 Chapter 868: 426 Grand Ceremony_2 Her hand was broken.

Isabella Foster whispered into her ear, her breath sweet like orchid, each word piercing straight into the heart.

“The game of skinning, starts now.”
Her fingers traced down Vanessa Aria’s lower back to the coccyx, a glint of silver flashed between her fingers and quickly disappeared.

Vanessa’s eyes widened in disbelief, terror or pain.

Kelly Martinez stepped back, shaking her head.

“Today is just an appetizer.

Wait for my grand gift that’s to come.”
Flipping her long hair, she turned around on her high heels.

Emeric Moore chased her subconsciously: “Miss…”
Martinez halted, turned her head towards him, raised her eyebrows and smiled: “Mr.

Emeric, is there something else?”
Emeric eagerly asked, “May I ask for your name, Miss?

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If it wouldn’t be too much trouble, could we connect on WeChat?”
Before he could finish, Martinez raised her index finger to her lips, shaking it slightly.

A simple move that was full of captivating charm.

“I’m sorry, Mr.

Emeric, I have a boyfriend and besides…”
Martinez glanced at Vanessa Aria meaningfully, “If you are so desperate for a woman, I am a bit worried about your taste, Mr.

Emeric.

You come from a respectable family, don’t lower your standards for a shameless woman.

That’s all I have to say.

Take good care of yourself.”

With that, she turned around and left in her high heels.

Her graceful silhouette swayed seductively, leaving an indelible impression.

Emeric gazed after her until she disappeared from sight.

With a hint of longing, he turned back, only to see the pale-faced Vanessa Aria.

Disgust filled his eyes, and he said to his group of friends, “That’s it for tonight, everyone go home.”
This nightclub was owned by one of his buddies.

He planned to ask around about the identity of that woman.

As he was about to leave, Vanessa Aria stopped him: “Mr.

Emeric, could you help me?”
She looked so pitiful, but to Emeric, it was just irritating.

“You dare impersonate Ms.

Aria.

It’s audacious.

Aren’t you afraid of The Arias’ retribution?

I thought you were pitiful and chose to help you, but you’re not worth the sympathy at all.

I was indeed mistaken.”
Having said this, Emeric didn’t give her a second glance and left directly.

His departing figure gave off an air of impatience.

Her face pale from pain, Vanessa swayed weakly.

Vanessa looked helplessly at Emeric’s pals.

After Emeric’s words, who would dare to help her?

They quickly slipped away.

In the end, it was the club’s waiter who called 120.

Vanessa was taken to the hospital by an ambulance.

Her lower back had been pricked with a Silver Needle, paralyzing her sciatic nerve.

She couldn’t move for a short while, but thankfully her nervous system was not damaged.

A few days of rest should make her fit again.

But her hand injury was more severe, two of her fingers were broken.

When they were setting her bones back in place, the pain made her see stars.

She cursed the woman and her ancestors to every degree.

Her hatred was bone-chilling.

She swore to herself that she would find out who that woman was, skin her alive and return the pain she endured today tenfold, a hundredfold.

She glared at the orthopedic surgeon filled with murderous intent.

It frightened the doctor.

“I want to see Dr.

Aria, let him perform the surgery on me.”
How lofty.

This common bone-setting surgery can be done by an emergency room surgeon.

Such a simple surgery doesn’t require the renowned Dr.

Aria.

Has the patient lost her mind along with her physical injuries?

The doctor saw Vanessa’s incredulous gaze.

Enraged, she swept all the medical tools off the operating table and snarled, “I want to see Peter Aria.

I’m his sister.

If anything happens to me in this hospital, will you be able to carry that responsibility?”
Astonishingly, the doctor took her for a lunatic, “Notify the on-call psychiatrist for a consultation…”
Vanessa was furious: “I said I am the biological sister of Peter Aria.

Are you deaf?”
The doctor said, “Sorry, no matter who is your brother, this surgery needs to be done as soon as possible.

Any further delay, you can say goodbye to those two fingers.”
The doctor said coldly, “Dr.

Aria is a leading specialist in cardiothoracic surgery, a well-recognized expert in that field.

And everyone has their area of expertise.

Making Dr.

Aria do a bone-setting surgery is like casting pearls before swine – it’s pointless.”
Vanessa still insisted adamantly.

Unable to argue with her, the doctor had a nurse contact Dr.

Aria.

Who would have expected that two minutes later, the nurse would come in and announce, “Dr.

Aria said he doesn’t have a sister.”