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

Chapter 608 Chapter 608 The next day, Hugh drove Cherise to pick up Claire and take her to Carson's small island in the middle of the lake.

The weather was fine, with less of the summer heat and more of the coolness of early autumn.

42% +5 In the car, Cherise looked at Claire, who was sitting beside her, and asked, "Mom, did you have something you didn't tellyesterday?" Hearing Cherise say this, Claire remembered that it was too late last night and she was afraid of disturbing her sleep as a pregnant woman, so she didn't tell her. Hearing her tone of voice, she felt a little reproachful.

She turned her head and looked at Cherise sincerely. "It was too late last night. I was afraid of disturbing your rest, so I didn't say anything.

"So, which little rascal disobeyed and secretly told you? You're pregnant. They shouldn't disturb your sleep! I'll have to give them a talk to when I see them." Cherise knew what her mother was thinking, but she still shook her head gently. "Mom, you know I waited so long for you to come.

"Next tsomething happens, no matter what tit is, tellimmediately, okay?" Claire nodded, feeling grateful for her daughter. Her eyes welled up slightly.

Claire said, "It's still so early in the morning. Why are you being so sentimental? You're going to makecry. I understand. Next tsomething happens, I'll tell you right away." As if remembering something, she added, "Oh, right! I promised Tristan last night that I'd have Arthur take down the negative press about the Walton family." Cherise tilted her head in confusion. "Oh? So you're going to go find Mr. Jarrett?" "No! Of course not! You can't just believe everything a woman says. I only said that to get away faster." She finished with a gleeful laugh.

Seeing her mother so carefree and spirited, much like her late grandmother, Cherise couldn't help but be infected by her optimism.

She laughed along. "Well, don't worry about it. Mr. Jarrett will know what to do." *** Truman arrived at the Dark Web Division while Morris was working.

"Mr. Chivers, Mr. Simpson is here." Steven announced to Morris upon seeing him.

Morris looked up and nodded in acknowledgment, remaining seated as he awaited Truman's approach.

As Truman drew near, he sighed tically. "Hey, Morris, here I am." "Mr. Simpson, why the long face? This mission shouldn't be too difficult for you." Steven chimed in before Morris could speak, observing Truman's demeanor.

Truman shook his head. "Steven, you don't understand. You don't understand the troubles of a sought-after guy like Chivers might relate a little more." me.

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Hearing this, Morris paused his work and scoffed at Truman. "I'd pass on being pursued by such a maniac. She's in the 1/3 16:10 Mon, 24 Feb Chapter 608 42% dungeon. Steven, take him there." Truman becanxious. “You're makinggo alone? Won't you cwith me?" Morris tapped his fingers on the desk. "Make it quick. I have faith in you. And remember what Cherise told you. Steven, escort Mr. Simpson to the dungeon entrance." Although Truman said so, he knew how to weigh the pros and cons. After all, he grew up with Morris and was the future head of the Simpson family.

Moreover, the person in the dungeon was actually more sober than anyone else.

However, growing up in such a family, she was also a pitiful person. Many things were involuntary. After thinking about these things, he got up and followed Steven.

+5 At the entrance of the dungeon, Truman and Steven looked at each other as if they were bidding farewell. Then they pushed the door and entered. As soon as they entered, they saw Lydia sitting at the head of the bed reading a book.

The book was given to her by Cherise, mainly to pass the extremely boring tin the dungeon.

Hearing the door open, Lydia subconsciously thought it was the staff here, or Cherise again, but when she looked up, she saw Truman standing at the door with a bag of things in his hand.

Seeing Truman enter, Steven quickly closed the door for him.

At this time, there were only Lydia and Truman in the dungeon.

Lydia put down the book in her hand when she saw Truman, got up, and said gently without the sharpness of the past, "Truman, you really came.

"It seems Mrs. Chivers is a woman of her word."

Truman chuckled twice. "Yes, this is the real you. Cherise askedto cover. Oh, yealy I was afraid you'd be awkward and have nothing to say to me, so I brought you ssnacks and pastries. I'll leave them here." Lydia glanced at the bag on the table and smiled.

She said, "Thank you, but I won't make you stay. There isn't muchspace here anyway, and it wouldn't be appropriate for you to stay too long. After all, this place isn't very auspicious." Truman nodded. "Yes, well then..." It was clear he wanted to leave.

Seeing his discomfort, Lydia didn't press him. "I'm satisfied now that om you've seenand you even NO broughtsomething. If you have other matters to attend to, you can go ahead." Truman seemed eager at her words. "Okay, then I'll be on my way." As he turned to leave, Lydia spoke again, "Oh, right, Truman. Thank you for what happened at Betrico Hospital last time, and for that note.

"When you see Mrs. Chivers, please tell her that I will seriously consider what she said." Truman, with his back to her, thought something was wrong, but he didn't expect her to say that.

He paused on his way to the door, turned his head to look at her, and said, "Okay, and also, if you get out one day, I hope you can live the good life you want." 2/3 16:10 Mon, 24 Feb Chapter 608 Lydia nodded, a sincere smile on her face that she hadn't shown in years.

Seconds later, she looked at the tightly closed door and walked towards the table where Truman had left the snacks.