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.

the boy's shirt, her

but then it

wrist, chest center, heart-side wrist, and upper back. Within 20 minutes, the boy's

an angel to him. "You saved me, didn't you? You're so

tears, tried to kneel in gratitude, but

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

no longer saw Cherise just as an attractive woman but as a true

tissue and gently dabbed her

help. She had to admit, he was incredibly attractive-his features chiseled, his demeanor commanding. Handsome didn't begin to describe him. "Thank you," she said, her

announcement, Cherise and Morris