My Billionaire Family 326

Chapter 326

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Though Cherise muttered "childish' under her breath, her feet, betraying her thoughts, moved forward nonetheless.

Stepping outside into the garden, she was greeted by a sea of flowers.

While the living room was filled with red roses, the garden was alive with vibrant yellow tulips.

Around the edges of the yard, a string of twinkling lights glowed softly, mesmerizing her for a moment. It was both childish and charming in equal measure. And there was another directional sign.

From the moment her eyes fell on the red roses, Cherise felt her heart soften.

All she wanted now was to follow the signs and find the end of this strange path, sooner rather than later.

True to her expectations, the area near the main gate and the village road was lined with more blossoms-lilies, camellias, and roses in every color imaginable.

And then, there were the winding strings of lights, scattered like constellations, adding to the surreal beauty of it all.

It was breathtaking.

The village was unusually quiet-so quiet that all she could hear were the faint calls of insects high in the trees.

One, two, three, ten

and signs themselves suddenly disappeared. Without warning, the streetlights, which had been glowing softly, flickered and

in the soft embrace of

as cold as Betrico's, the evening breeze still

wore a fitted pair of denim jeans, cream-colored casual shoes, and a loose, plush jacket that hung comfortably on

frame.

hair flowed naturally down her back, messy

from the cabinet-a creation of Bella's,

a soft, demure little girl, the kind you'd want to

cue, a hauntingly

she had drunkenly played on the violur the first time at Ebb & Flow As the song reached the chorus, it suddenly stopped, cutting out as

musical ear caught a faint voice in the distance, vaguely recognizable as Truman's, speaking

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two, one-the

shimmering stars, as if the night sky itself

ahead no longer seemed shrouded

warm, golden light bathed Cherise, enveloping her in

far ahead, at the end of the

been transformed-flowers, balloons, and colorful streamers adorned it, and a banner was stretched between two trees,

center of it all was none other

no one was

suit, with a sleek, fitted turtleneck beneath

bouquet of flowers, his eyes fixed on Cherise, who

if by some unspoken

a moment, everything seemed frozen in time, as though a shared understanding passed

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