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

My Billionaire Family 190

The next morning, before dawn, Steven arrived at Apartment 2602 of Glenshire Gardens.

He seemed to be in quite a rush.

Morris had been busy until late last night. Now draped in a dark gray robe, he emerged from the room, with slightly sleepy eyes and somewhat messy blond hair. Lifting his gaze to glance at Steven, he spoke with a bit of morning grumpiness. "Shoot!"

Steven nodded. "Sir, there's news from the high-security prison that Mandy is now in a vegetative state."

Morris showed no expression after hearing this and just gave a slight nod.

Steven continued, "We've also received reports from the underground prison. Felix has lost his mind, is incontinent, and keeps shouting for help."

"Got it. You can go back now." Morris nodded and returned to his room after saying that.

*****

In the 8 AM news report that morning, the leading TV channel of Clusia broadcast a major news story, which left the whole nation in shock.

of the Lewis Group in Betrico, was suspected of multiple serious crimes and was

of Felix's incriminating evidence was laid out, nearly all the people in Clusia yelled out in anger, feeling satisfied at seeing justice finally served considering all the horrible things Felix

victims with particularly severe

of attempted murder-for-hire and was arrested yesterday. As no actual harm was caused, a lighter sentence will be considered, though jail time is unavoidable.] The entire internet almost crashed as soon as these three news stories were

one could have imagined that the once reputable CEO of the Lewis Group, the wife of

engagement ceremony of the Chambers and Leach

under the ruler's nose, they dare to break the law and

People shouldn't be too

goes,

had a crush on Shirley

Group and Chambers Group took a nosedive and started a streak of decline. Taking advantage of the current downturn, Melissa announced on Twitter her

and curse for a while, and then slowly forget about it. After all, new things quickly would replace everything

*****

Hamolica, the weather was warm and sunny. The backyard of the Muller residence was exquisitely decorated, with small bridges, pavilions, and towers built over flowing streams and vibrant flowers blooming, showcasing elegance and grandeur. In a delicate pavilion, an elderly lady, Rita, dressed simply yet elegantly, sat on a fancy rocking chair and accepted a blue-and-white porcelain coffee cup from

some

away, a graceful, familiar figure slowly walked