Chapter 213

After finishing the meal and saying goodbye to Rayburn, Cherise got in her car and drove away from Gourmet Bistro.

Rayburn watched as Cherise drove away, letting out a sigh.

A man in a black suit ran out of Gourmet Bistro and greeted, "Mr. Muller."

Rayburn turned his head slightly. "Check the information on Cherise who just left."

"Yes," the man responded quickly and retreated.

Once the man left, Rayburn looked somewhat forlorn. "Megan, could Cherise be related to you? Why is she so similar to you, even down to the little habits while dining?"

Just moments ago, after finishing her meal, Cherise had arranged her plates, fork, spoon, and wet towel exactly as they were before she started eating.

Coincidentally, Rayburn remembered that Megan also had this habit.

*****

On the way back, after Rayburn asked Cherise about her grandmother, even though she acted indifferent, her heart felt heavier from that moment on.

Her grip on the steering wheel tightened.

In the next second, she accelerated, changed lanes, and stopped on the shoulder, turning on the hazard lights.

She took her phone out of her bag and dialed a number.

The call connected, and before Cherise could say a word, the other side spoke, "Hey, sweetheart. Is everything alright? Where are you now?" A deep, captivating voice came through the receiver.

autumn night, the roads were desolate, with an eerie, bone-chilling loneliness

word "sweetheart" brought a touch of warmth to Cherise, who had been

yet. "Sweetheart, where are you now?

picked up another phone,

seemed to know something. "Are you still working late? I can come to you. It's only a ten-minute

words. "Alright, I'll wait

the call, Morris dialed Hugh's

immediately and Hugh said

meet today?" Morris's voice

an elderly gentleman.

and clicked open the photos. A hint of coldness

Muller family means well, I'll let it slide," Morris said. "But if they're up to no good, no matter how strong their position, I'll rip them out

*****

Cherise arrived at the Chivers Group, Morris was already waiting for her at

9 PM, and many employees staying late were getting ready

noble and elegant, with an unparalleled cool

didn't dare to do it openly, so they just

They whispered among themselves.

for his

straight to

why is he standing at the

from Betrico

really don't know. Look! There's

black Panamera slowly drove up to

peeked out from the window. She was free from her worries now, her face now lit up with a radiant

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