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

My Billionaire Family 1

In the heartland where rustic routines and predictable landscapes often prevailed, Saphira was a whisper of novelty that danced on the breeze, defying the clichés of a behindhand place.

This small town was no ordinary collection of homes; it was a tapestry of pristine, cobblestone paths, quaint mini-mansions that whispered tales of cozy comfort, and log cabins adorned with designer flair.

Tucked away at the serene base of a slumbering mountain, a vision arrested your gaze: a contemporary courtyard that stood as a testament to architectural harmony. It was a fusion of minimalist elegance and style, where tradition met modernity in a seamless blend. And what a revelation it was to learn that the architect of this masterpiece was Cherise Leach, a young woman on the cusp of her twenties.

In the courtyard, a young guy with a youthful face looked around, his eyes big and full of amazement. "Wow, this looks like a picture from a book, the new kind of town. Are there any secret experts here?"

This little guy was Yves Leach, the baby of the Leach family from Betrico. Ever since he arrived in Saphira, he'd been exploring like he'd found a brand new place.

"Andy, didn't Shirley say this place was all broken down and the people were having a tough time? But check out these houses! They're building fancy villas. This spot is even cooler than our Leach manor!" Yves chirped, his teenage energy buzzing. At the tender age of thirteen, he was a walking, talking chatterbox.

"Yves, take a seat and stay out of trouble," Andy Leach, Yves's cousin, instructed, his eyes scanning the bustling courtyard with a touch of confusion.

his attention to Dennis Young, one of the housekeepers here.

the courtyard's wooden door groaned open, and a tall figure stepped in, bathed in sunlight, moving with

help but exclaim, "Wow, I think

"You must be Cherise. I'm Andy, your cousin. We met

stared at Cherise, his heart racing with a mix of emotions. It had been years, and now, here she was, the cousin he'd thought about constantly, standing right in

that had been bottled up for so long about how much he'd missed her. But instead, he stood there,

Cherise, realizing that none of the so-called beauties back in Betrico could compare

undeniably beautiful. But she wore her looks with ease, dressed in simple jeans, a white T-shirt, and casual shoes, as if she didn't even have to try, which made her beauty even more striking. His chest puffed out with a sense of pride as his eyes lingered on Cherise. She stood before him, the very image of the resilience and poise that

home," Andy said, his voice softening. "He heard about your grandmother's sudden passing and thought you

with you?" Cherise inquired,

as spry as he used to be, and the doctors wouldn't let him come. Uncle Sean's leg injury from years back keeps him from traveling, so

once I've held the funeral for my grandmother," she

upon her 22nd

of emotion. It had been 14 years since she'd been part of the Leach family, and the thought