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

My Billionaire Family 10

"He's going to be alright," Cherise assured, her calming words brought a glimmer of hope to the worried mother.

She gently checked the boy's weak pulse, her fingers feeling the chill and dampness of his skin, which were clear signs of distress.

"Does he have a heart issue? And is this his first time flying?" Cherise inquired, her voice laced with concern.

The mother's expression crumbled with remorse. "I shouldn't have taken him. I've failed him," she sobbed, berating herself and even striking her own cheeks in guilt.

Noticing the mother's breakdown, Morris quietly gestured for a flight attendant to comfort her, ensuring it wouldn't disrupt their emergency response.

Cherise quickly took action, releasing the boy's collar to ensure his airway was open and beginning CPR with a consistent beat. As she pressed on his chest, the boy's consciousness wavered, but his eyes remained closed. Seeing the signs of a heart issue and lacking access to nitroglycerin or acupuncture with a long flight ahead, Cherise opted to use acupressure.

boy's shirt, her movements

momentarily, but then it was gone as fast as it

firmly and repeatedly, then massaged spots on the inner wrist, chest center, heart-side wrist, and upper

open, and he saw Cherise, who seemed like an

face wet with tears, tried to kneel in gratitude, but Cherise

take a look at you once we land," Cherise whispered softly to the boy, her voice as soothing as

just as an attractive woman but as a true

visibly impressed, looked at Cherise with newfound respect. He offered her a tissue and gently dabbed

he was incredibly attractive-his features chiseled, his demeanor commanding.

safety announcement, Cherise and Morris made their way