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

My Billionaire Family 11

As the plane landed, Truman hurried from the restroom to his seat, securing his belt.

The aircraft rolled along the runway, the cabin bathed in the calm, golden light of the setting sun, painting a picture of peaceful beauty. Morris, on the other hand, was completely engrossed in Cherise, watching her as if she were the only thing that mattered.

Cherise felt his gaze and turned to him, their eyes locking in a silent, intimate moment.

"Are you looking at me?" Cherise teased, her voice soft and musical.

Truman, always eager for a bit of drama, looked over just in time to hear Morris's deep voice fill the quiet. "Yeah, you're breathtaking."

The unexpected compliment made Truman sputter, sending water droplets across the dashboard.

his distance from women and never seemed fazed by anyone, not even a celebrity like Melissa,

off the plane, they were met by medical personnel who carefully moved the child onto a stretcher. Cherise's quick first aid had stabilized the

the midst of the other passengers leaving the plane, Cherise quickly conferred with the medical team and bid farewell to the child's

around for Cherise but couldn't find

up on Morris's mood shift. 'What's

beauty go? She vanished in a blink. I was hoping to get her number," Truman said,

up some business, and Leo Sanchez, Morris's another assistant

they noticed a bubbly young woman in a vintage-style dress with her hair in twin buns, holding

upon a second look, Truman realized who the young girl was. "Xenia, is that you? I

with excitement to see Truman, faltered upon