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

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When Cherise returned to Saphira, she didn't sit around doing nothing. At the break of dawn, she visited the elderly. households in the village, offering consultations. She also took out her rare and precious herbs from her pharmacy to dry in the sun.

Many of the pills were personally crafted by her, unique concoctions that couldn't be found on the market.

Dennis and Bella, not being familiar with this sort of thing, were hesitant to help, afraid they might make a mistake, so they stayed out of the drying process. Although Cherise was usually quiet and reserved, when she interacted with the elderly villagers, she was warmer and more attentive than anyone else. Those who knew her well found her heartwarming, with a smile as sweet as a young girl's.

But to those who didn't know her, she often seemed cold and distant, sometimes misunderstood, and even criticized.

Morris, the president of two large companies, had accompanied her back to Saphira, and she greatly appreciated that.

Knowing that he and Steven were discussing business in another room, she didn't want to disturb them and was content to focus on her own tasks.

"Ms. Leach, I have to say, Morris is really something special," Bella remarked while helping Cherise dry the herbs.

smiled faintly. "Yes, he's quite

the dishes is definitely a treasure!" Cherise, seeing how much Bella liked him, didn't say much but gave a smile.

Yasvissa that needed his attention, so he would be stepping out. He said his goodbyes and left with Truman and

woke up, gathered the herbs she had left to dry.

before leaving Yasvissa. It

grandmother filled the air, and memories came

a few interesting books, planning

Medicine, one she used to read often when she was younger, and sat down by the window,

down and walked over to it. The password she had cracked before leaving Yasvissa was no longer

the door creaked open. The secret room was just as it

picked up a photo frame resting on it-an image of her and her grandmother, both smiling brightly. Those moments, sadly, were now in the

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crouched in front of the items her grandmother had left her. She began examining its contents, a quiet way of cherishing her grandmother's memory. It was afternoon, and the sun in Yasvissa was