Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Chapter 1316 completely exposed the veil of pretense.

This woman was Arthur's official fiancée, Ruth Bedford. Her face was deathly pale, just like the nun's perpetually expressionless poker face.

Ruth was somewhat hysterical; she shouted at Arthur in a hoarse voice.

"Arthur Norfolk, I was sent to a convent by my father for you and suffered for eight long years. I never imagined that the first thing I would hear upon my return would be that my fiancé is going to marry someone else."

Arthur, shouldn't you give me an explanation? What exactly happened?

Arthur lowered the muzzle of his gun, his expression showing some remorse.

"Ruth, I told you before that I don't need a nun to be my wife, but you wouldn't listen. You think nuns are the most elegant women in the world, and you insisted on going to a nunnery school."

I made it clear to you back then that if you didn't listen to me and go to the convent school, then for the sake of my happiness for the rest of my life, I would have no choice but to break off the engagement.

Three years ago, when my grandfather was still alive, he sent the letter of annulment to the Duke of Bedford's residence, but there has been no reply. However, I have made up my mind not to marry you, because you have married God, not me.

"No!"

Ruth screamed shrilly.

“I just want to become better, to become more like a duchess.”

Arthur roared impatiently.

"Shut up! Look at yourself now! You can't even smile normally anymore. Do you think my Duchess is someone who can't even smile..."

He finally swallowed back the hurtful words before uttering the last two.

Ruth touched her face, feeling a pang of regret for her past recklessness. However, eight years of rigorous training had hardened her heart to the point of steel.

In an instant, she regained her composure, her face returning to its expressionless state, and her voice became sharp and high-pitched.

"No matter what, Arthur, you shouldn't marry anyone else. You should only ever marry me. Otherwise, I'll make that woman die..."

Just then, a lazy voice came from the second floor.

"I didn't expect a nun to brag like that? Which woman could you possibly kill?"

At this moment, the crowd of onlookers, eager to witness the spectacle, all looked up at the second floor and saw the Asian man from before lounging lazily on the railing, carrying two submachine guns in his hands.

A beautiful woman with big eyes, dressed in a wedding gown, gracefully walked down from the second floor, holding a submachine gun.

Susanna said as she walked.

"So you're Ruth Bedford, huh? Look at your deadpan face, what man would dare look at you? Since you married God, you shouldn't come back to harm your people."

Ruth rolled her eyes at Susanna with disdain and said dismissively.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you speak to a duke's daughter like that? You're obviously an ill-mannered person."

Arthur reached out and took Susanna's arm. This soon-to-be couple, one dressed in a tuxedo and holding a silver ivory-handled pistol, the other in a low-cut evening gown and carrying an MP5 submachine gun, looked like a robbery couple from a movie.

"You asked what she is?"

Arthur grinned and kissed Susanna on the lips.

"Her name is Susanna Valois. Does that surname sound familiar?"

Ruth raised her head haughtily. Having spent eight years at the convent school, she was long out of touch with society. In her mind, she was a duke's daughter, and everyone should bow down to her.

At this moment, one of the nobles standing nearby exclaimed in surprise.

“Valois? The oldest noble family in France, a count, and now they also own a territory. My goodness, this is the count’s daughter.”

An earl and a duke are one rank apart, so they're not that different. In terms of lineage, Ruth can no longer belittle Susanna.

She stared blankly at Arthur, now filled with immense regret for going to the convent school. The convent school was all about rules, and it was far more brutal than prison.

Ruth suddenly went berserk; she pulled a dagger from her long skirt and held it to her neck.

“Arthur, I’ve spent my whole life preparing to be a duchess, and you suddenly tell me you’re not going to marry me but someone else? I absolutely won’t allow it. Now I’m giving you two choices: marry me or marry her. But if you marry her, I’ll die in front of you.”

At that moment, several people rushed in in a panic. One of them, a young man, was wearing a naval uniform and was a colonel.

The man running ahead was probably in his fifties or sixties. He had a gray beard and wore a well-tailored suit. He was panting heavily as he ran. When he saw Ruth holding a knife to his neck, he was so frightened that he screamed.

"Ruth, my daughter, don't be impulsive. Put the knife down and let's talk things over."

Ruth's face remained expressionless, but her eyes were brimming with tears, and she cried out.

"Dad, don't come any closer, just stand there."

The Duke of Bedford took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He quickly said...

"Okay, okay, your brother and I won't move."

The naval officer also spoke repeatedly.

"Ruth, listen to your brother, don't be impulsive. Dad is getting old, he needs your company."

Arthur watched all of this coldly, then suddenly spoke.

“Almost there, Ruth. Your eyes should be filled with hatred, your face expressionless, your hands clenched tightly at the hem of your dress. And you, Duke of Bedford, don’t tell me how much you care about this daughter.”

If you really cared that much, you wouldn't have sent her to a nunnery and turned her into a monster who couldn't even laugh.

If you really care that much, you wouldn't have ignored the letter of annulment I sent to your household three years ago, Duke of Bedford. May I ask, what do you consider the Norfolk family to be?

Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Three years ago, it was my grandfather who personally wrote the letter of annulment. The reason you ignored it was because you were waiting for my grandfather to pass away. Your Bedford family knows that you alone cannot defeat my grandfather, so you can only deal with me, a child who has just come of age.

Arthur's words tore away the fig leaf from the Bedford and Norfolk families, leaving them with no room for maneuver.

The Duke of Bedford squinted at Arthur, never expecting that this young man in his early twenties would be so cunning and shrewd.

Indeed, the entire family was after the Norfolk family fortune. Even Ruth went to convent school to learn how to be loyal and always put her parents and siblings above everyone else.

The Duke of Bedford was furious that his years-long scheme had been seen through so clearly.