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.

fazed by anyone, not even a celebrity like Melissa, was acting out of character. Cherise, accustomed to compliments, just smiled and replied, "Thank you," as she collected her things, indicating she

carefully moved the child onto a stretcher. Cherise's quick first aid had stabilized the child, but a hospital

conferred with the medical team and bid farewell to the child's mother

around for Cherise but couldn't find her, his expression

mood shift. 'What's going on? Morris is all over the

hoping to get her number," Truman said, but

finish up some business, and Leo Sanchez, Morris's another assistant was there to

they made their way through the nearly deserted VIP corridor, they noticed a bubbly young woman in a vintage-style dress with her hair in twin buns, holding a sign that said "Cherise, the Stunning Star!" Truman scoffed, "Cherise, a stunning star? I doubt

Truman realized who the young girl was. "Xenia, is that you? I hardly

bubbling with excitement to see Truman, faltered