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.

from women and never seemed fazed by anyone, not even a celebrity like Melissa, was acting out of character. Cherise, accustomed to compliments,

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

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

looked around for Cherise but

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

go? She vanished in a blink. I was hoping to get her number," Truman said, but he noticed the atmosphere

in Yasvissa to finish up some business, and Leo Sanchez, Morris's another assistant

a vintage-style dress with her hair in twin buns, holding a sign that said "Cherise, the Stunning Star!" Truman scoffed, "Cherise, a stunning

young girl was. "Xenia, is that you? I hardly recognized you

with excitement to see Truman, faltered upon