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

My Billionaire Family 48

Chapter 48

At II AM the next day, Cherise's eyes fluttered open, her head feeling like it was stuffed with cotton. She stared up at the ceiling and then got up, and her memories of the night before were dim and distant.

"Where am I? This isn't my place," she mumbled, taking in the unfamiliar room. The layout, the bed, the decor-none of it was hers. Normally, her training kept her on high alert, but she couldn't recall how she ended up here. Glancing down, Cherise noticed she was still in yesterday's dress As she rubbed her temples, memories started to piece together. The party, Xenia, Dora, Truman's bar, and a sea of good-looking guys flashed through her mind. Then it dawned on her as she thought, "Did Truman slip something in my drink? I've got to ask Dora. Weird, my phone's not here, either. I'll check outside.

Barefoot, Cherise padded to the window and recognized Glenshure Gardens outside. As she counted the floors, a realization hit her. This is the 26th floor. Could I be in Unit 2002, my neighbor's place? she wondered. Questions swarmed as she opened the bedroom door to a long hallway lined with rooms.

Following it, she found herself in a living room that exuded understated luxury with its white and gray palette, a stark contrast to her own space. Beyond that, the dining area was massive, dwarfing Cherise's own. Then the scent of something delicious wafted through the air as Morris strolled out of the kitchen with a black apron over his light gray casual wear. He seemed more relaxed, less intimidating than she remembered, Frowning at Cherise's lack of shoes, Morris asked, "You're up. Why are you running around barefoot? Didn't I leave a pair of pink slippers by the bed? Don't they suit you?"

is your home? How did I end up

here?

More confused than ever, Cherise shook her head. "Huh? I didn't see them. This is y Before she could finish, Morris guided her to the sofa.

Ill be right back," Morris

a pair of pink fluffy slippers, he knelt to place them by Cherise, "Put these on. We can't have you catching a cold. I wasn't sure

old place was a commute nightmare, so I moved here. Imagine

the Chivers Group building, acknowledging the convenience of transportation. "Oh,

phone's in my car. I'll have Leo fetch it for

The CEO of Chivers Group, usually untouchable,

asked, "Cherise, you

at all," Chere replied with a sweet

in these clothes all night, Cherise said, heading to her

you to have

still feeling the surrealism of the situation. The neighbor who

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from now on? What happened last night? Why do strange things always happen around Morris?'

hour later, refreshed and in a loose white T-shirt and light gray leggings, with her hair in a high

the hunger from not eating last night, Cherise followed the aroma