Return Of The Real Heiress: Secrets And Masks by Caspian Wood

Chapter 551 Chapter 551 0.70%L The wedding ceremony could be considered complete at this point, leaving the guests to enjoy the fine wine and delicious food. Almost everyone who knew Cherise was genuinely happy for her.

"Now that Cherise has found her happiness, we old folks can finally be at ease. Even Ms. Garcia, watching from above, must be pleased." Everyone at Marlon's table shared the ssentiment.

Dennis and Bella felt the sway. Watching Morris lead Cherise away, they were moved to tears. "Ms. Leach is truly blessed. Now we can finally stop worrying." The students from the Traditional Medicine Department were equally emotional. "Our Cherise looks absolutely stunning. Even if she just stood there silently, I could watch her all day. I'm so jealous of Mr. Chivers for having such a beautiful bride." Hank heard these words and smiled as he glanced in Cherise's direction. In a voice only he could hear, he murmured, "I wish you happiness." Many envied Cherise for having this wedding and for marrying Morris, especially the younger women. However, most of the guests believed she deserved such happiness.

At the Walton family's table, Cora remarked, "Cherise is really something else, isn't she? Seems like she knows a lot of people. She is so lucky to have Morris as her husband.” Hearing her mother say this, Stella quickly interjected, "Mom, this wedding isn't like others. Everyone's pretty quiet, so don't speak too loudly and let others hear you." "I wasn't speaking that loudly, was I? Right?" Cora glanced around before continuing, "Honestly, she really is lucky to have married Morris. But why do I keep hearing people at the nearby tables praising Morris for marrying such an extraordinary woman?" "After all, she's not-never mind. I'd better not say anything unnecessary," Cora added, countering Stella's remark.

Lydia, sitting nearby, let out a carefree chuckle. Taking a small sip of her drink, she spoke nonchalantly, "The bride truly is remarkable, and the two of them are indeed a good match. No need for jealousy. Women-we understand." With that, Lydia continued sipping her drink, occasionally glancing in Truman and Jean's direction.

The other three members of the Walton family, hearing Lydia's words, chose to remain silent. They all had the sthought-Lydia had changed ever since that incident.

Jagger spoke up at the right moment. "Lydia's right. If only for Dorian's sake, no one should underestimate Cherise. After all, back in the day, Dorian's word was law." ***** At Arthur's table, Carson sat in the middle, with Arthur and Tristan on either side. The atmosphere appeared calm on the surface, but undercurrents of tension ran deep.

"Mr. Finch, lettoast to you. Congratulations." Tristan said before downing a full glass of wine.

Carson was in a good mood today, so he ignored any potential . Raising his own glass, he drank it all in one go. "Tristan, won't it be a problem if your father sees this?" Tristan waved his hand dismissively. "Not at all. My father respects you greatly. He even wanted to visit your island in the middle of the lake recently. If you're willing to meet him, please pick a time." Arthur, hearing this, took a casual sip of his drink, seemingly unconcerned. Carson, however, burst into laughter. "Alright.

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Chapter 551 a <70% Beat today is my beloved disciple's wedding day. Let's not discuss this now. Come, the three of us should have a drink together Seeing the lively atmosphere at their table, others around them also raised their games, joining in the celebratory toasts.

Amid the crowd, Stella suddenly faltered, as if something had caught her eye. When the saw people moving around with glasses in hand, toasting one another, she hesitated for a moment before finally standing up and making her way toward Hank

Hank had just lowered his head to take a bite of food when a pair of polished high heels suddenly m appeared in his line of sight. A flicker of confusion crowed his eyes before he looked up. "Oh, Ms. Walton. It's you At that moment, Zander, who had been sitting next to Hank, had left to toast Crow, leaving an empty seat. Stella took the opportunity to sit down.

"Ms. Walton, what's this? Are we already close enough for you to sit beside me? Hank said, still chewing his food. Stella maintained a pleasant smile. "Hank, I saw you from over there and cover to say hello. Your classmates from Betrico University all attended Cherise's wedding, didn't they?" Hank chuckled dryly. "Isn't that obvious?" Someone nearby-whether it was Calvin or someone else-burst out laughing at Hank's response, making Stella feel a bit awkward. "True. Look at me, I'm so much older than you guys. There's a generational gap "That's right." Hank answered bluntly.

Stella was momentarily embarrassed again, but she quickly composed herself and smiled at him. "Hank, I wanted to ask you a question."

"Oh?" Hank raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Go ahead. I remember you work as a translator Translation BuratthYour cultural knowledge is definitely far beyond mine. I honestly don't know what I could possibly help you with. But go ahead, ask away?

Seeing that Hank's tone had softened, Stella let out a small sigh of relief and finally asked "Okay. Do you have any connection to the Jarrett ve.

family? I saw a young boy at the Jarrett residence last twho looked quite similar to you." 2/2