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

My Billionaire Family 20

Chapter 20

As the Bentley sped along the streets, Andy found his gaze drifting towards Cherise, who seemed lost in thought as she watched the world pass by.

It had been a long fifteen years since they'd last seen each other and he was struck by how different she was from what he'd expected.

Instead of the small-town plainness he'd expected, Cherise exuded an elegance that outshined even Betrico's most sophisticated women. Her attire was impeccable, and she resided in the luxurious Glenshire Gardens, a far cry from anything modest Intrigued. Andy asked, "Cherise, how's life in Betrico treating you I would have gladly picked you up. How did you end up in Glenshire Gardens?"

With a faint smile, Cherise answered, "I'm coping. A friend had picked me up and taken care of my housing."

Her evasive response only deepened Andy's curiosity, but sensing her disinterest in conversation, he didn't press further. The remainder of the trip passed in a peaceful silence.

At the Leach manor, a flurry of anticipation filled the air. Everyone, excluding those living in the main house, was eagerly waiting for Cherise's return after more than ten years away.

Oliver sat in his wheelchair, his legs thin from disuse, his hair now laced with gray, belying his advanced age. He clutched a faded photo of a young Cherise, his eyes brimming with regret and sorrow.

interrupted the silence,

excitement was palpable as he instructed, "Quickly, wheel me

wheeled

Sean-who leaned on a cane-his wife Heather, and

from Yasvissa?" Yves

came back from Yasvissa, he'd been full of stories about

space; it kept Shirley and Mandy from catching wind

in, the group assembled in the front yard of the Leach manor. Andy was the first out, rushing to open Cherise's door

gentle smile and stepped

some small-town nobody, stuck in that backwater place for ages. But she's drop-dead gorgeous, more so than Ms. Shirley Leach, and her dress is super stylish" Tears filled Oliver's eyes

home.

thick with entotion as he held Cherise's hand ughtly, his

there, bringing

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