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.

in Betrico, was suspected of multiple serious crimes and was arrested

and all 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 had done. However, before most people could even process

victims with particularly severe

caused, a lighter sentence will be considered, though jail time is unavoidable.] The entire internet almost crashed as soon as these three news stories

could have imagined that the once reputable CEO of the Lewis Group, the wife of the prestigious Leach family,

the Chambers

the law. In Betrico, right under the ruler's nose, they

worldview. People

it; as the saying goes, those

secretly had a crush on Shirley before. I must have

Chambers Group took a nosedive and started a streak of decline.

fiercely criticize and curse for a while, and then slowly forget about it.

*****

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

opened the lid, let out some steam, and took a graceful

away, a graceful, familiar