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.

he was seeing. Morris, the guy who usually kept his distance from women and never seemed fazed by anyone, not even a celebrity like Melissa, was acting out of character. Cherise, accustomed to

met by medical personnel who carefully moved the child onto a

conferred with the medical team

but couldn't

picked up on Morris's mood shift. 'What's going on? Morris is all

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

and Leo Sanchez, Morris's another assistant was

dress with her hair in twin buns, holding a sign that said "Cherise, the Stunning

young girl was. "Xenia, is that

to see Truman, faltered