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

My Billionaire Family 3

Morris Chivers, the powerful head of the Chivers family, looked out over the city from the top floor of his luxurious suite in Mondial Regalia's hotel.

His black clothes fit his strong body, with sleeves pushed up to show off his well-defined arms.

His face, marked by a sharp jawline and intense eyes, showed a strong will that drew respect. His well-proportioned nose and just-right lips added to his striking, awe-inspiring appearance. Morris had a notorious reputation for his no-holds-barred approach in business. Yet, his strikingly attractive looks had earned him a following among the city's elite.

With a nonchalant grace, he propped an elbow on the windowsill, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers, tendrils of smoke drifting skyward.

His assistant, Steven Sanchez, and Truman Simpson, the charming next in line for the Simpson family, walked into the room.

Steven gave Morris a folder, saying, "Mr. Chivers, the Bakers are close with Joseph. Helen Baker, the wife of the Baker Group's top boss, is Barbara's cousin."

Barbara Chivers wasn't Morris's biological mother. His birth mother passed away during his birth. Ever since, it was his grandmother, Phoebe Chivers, who took on the role of raising him.

When Morris was almost two, his father married again, bringing Joseph into their lives.

had made several attempts to undermine Morris, but every time, Morris managed to rise above

brink of collapse under his father Harold Chivers's leadership, Morris stepped in. He not only saved the company within two years but also propelled it

bite out of an apple, commented, "My mom always says, 'Accompanying a stepmother is

It's a losing bet. The Chivers Group's elders will use this

sneakier, using intermediaries. Steven, keep the Hunters on their toes. They've been twiddling their thumbs for far too

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horizon, Cherise began her morning ritual, her soul soaring with the sun's ascent. Two hours later, she arrived back home, her cheeks flushed with vitality,

couldn't hide their relief at seeing Cherise so

plate of spaghetti. "Happy 20th birthday, Cherise," she chimed, beaming

life brimming with happiness and the hope that you'll find a love as deep as ours for

20, she resolved to embrace the most splendid chapter of her life with all her

urged, nodding towards the steaming plate. "Savor the spaghetti while it's at

in right away!" Cherise chimed in,

phone buzzed with a relentless

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are beyond our call. We're your family now, and we're all here for