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

Chapter 135

My Billionaire Family 135

Chapter 135

Half an hour later, a black Rolls-Royce and a white Range Rover arrived simultaneously at the entrance of Ebb & Flow

Morris and Liam stepped out of their respective cars. One was handsome and noble, while the other was refined and graceful, drawing the gazes of many passersby, Seeing each other, a flash of surprise crossed both of their eyes. However, neither revealed any reaction. They nodded politely and entered Ebb & Flow together.

At the bar in Ebb & Flow, Cherise and Dora, who had just been hugging, were now seated apart with Truman sitting between

them.

Dora propped her head up, looking dazed. Perhaps she had drunk too much.

Cherise stared blankly at Truman, holding a silver needle in her hand.

In front of Truman lay a sheet of paper alongside a pen. The sheet bore two instructions: the first requested the value of to 100 decimal places. Below it, the approximation of n was noted...

Truman wore an expression of sheer helplessness, glancing at the silver needle in Cherise's hand as he trembled and spoke. "Cherise, ah, no, Stunning Cherise, or should I say, Your Highness, Mrs. Chivers? "Please, have mercy. Can we bargain a bit? How about 8 decimal places? Or maybe 10? I really don't remember it all,

to the professors in my first year after graduation. How about this Before he could finish, Cherise expressionlessly jabbed the needle

write it! Please don't

her vacant eyes fixed on Truman as she murmured, "Your breath smells bad. That poke

tearfully, "Well, I guess I

un

covered his mouth with one hand, while his other hand shakily wrote

stopped, scratching his head in frustration, completely unable to remember the rest. With a resigned look, he sighed. "Alright, I surrender! I just can't do it.

staring blankly at Truman as she scanned him from head to toe, her gaze finally settling on his lower

in fear, and he stammered, "Ch-Cherise. Ms. Xenakis, help me, Ms. Xenakis!" However, Dora had already

slowly raise

eyes tight, counting down in his head. 5, 3, 2. L. Wait, it doesn't hurt? Is

Morris standing beside

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the hand with the needle. In a soft voice, Morrisid, "Cherise, I'm here. Put

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seeing his savior. His lips trembled, ready to speak, but Morris silenced him with

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