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

My Billionaire Family 157

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As Crow and Leo stepped outside, they hurried along the wall, eager to reunite with Morris and Cherise.

Before they could reach the staircase, the elevator chimed.

Just as they sought refuge, Morris emerged from the elevator, calinly holding Cherise's hand.

Seeing them felt like a family reunion, and Crow and Leo rushed forward, excitement clear.

However, they were stopped by the penetrating gazes of Morris and Cherise.

Instantly, Crow and Leo fell silent, exchanging a glance.

Leo spoke up, "So, your boss is Ms. Leach, huh?"

Crow nodded vigorously, glancing at the pair still holding hands. "That's your boss? Why does he look so familiar?"

Suddenly, realization pierced through Crow's thoughts. 'This is the man who won Cherise's heart. I feel like I've seen him somewhere, but I can't recall.*

In that moment,

wave of black-clad bodyguards surged in from the stairwells.

Morris and Cherise remained composed, hand in hand, confronted by the dense mass of bodyguards surrounding them.

positioned themselves in front of Morris

it be that our excitement

replied, "It

narrowing on the mole displayed on Crow's face. "It's you again! I knew you had accomplices." Darrow craned his neck to glimpse Morris and Cherise, unable to see their faces but spotting the document bag in Morris's hand. He bellowed, "Be

stone struck him on the mouth, instantly

his mouth, rage flaring as he shouted,

"It was me, for the offense of

at Cherise's

accustomed to

Crow was in astonishment. 'Is that Boss? Am I hearing

Show no mercy! If the boss lays blame, we're

those orders, a surge

into action, striking their foes with

and Cherise quickly spotted snipers stationed on the upper

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he tightened his embrace around Cherise's

cold eyes softened under his guidance. She wrapped her

at Cherise's seemingly leisurely embrace with Morris, nearly on the verge of tears. "Boss, can you take

aimed at the snipers on the third floor, dispatching them with precision shots that sent them crashing

the gunfire, other bodyguards quickly drew their weapons. Cherise, still nestled against Morris, suddenly lifted her head and asked, "Do you have any other

down at her affectionately, replied,

noted the time; it was nearly 1:30 PM, and she had classes tomorrow. Releasing her grip on Morris's

embrace, her gentle demeanor transformed into fierce determination as she declared, "I have to be up early tomorrow. Let me help

be careful." In the next instant, the pair advanced with astonishing speed, their gunfire synchronized with lethal effectiveness. Together, they moved as