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

My Billionaire Family 331

Phoebe's heart was clear; she knew why Harold had come running over at this time. "I'll go check. Don't let him in. He must be made to give up," Phoebe said, her gaze fixed on the door, a hint of seriousness creeping into her expression. Outside the main house. A few burly men in black blocked Harold from entering. His face was grim as he kept shouting. Fortunately, there were few people around the foot of Azure Peak, so it didn't attract much attention.

"This is my home. Why can't I enter? You're all sent by Morris, right? Do you know who I am? I'm his father, his biological father! My own mother lives inside.

"What's wrong with me coming to see my own mother? What's wrong with discussing family matters with her?" Harold wouldn't stop, continuing his rant.

The leader of the black-clad men remained expressionless. He thought, 'How could Mr. Chivers have a father like this? He looks so low-class." "Please go away. We don't care whose father you are! Besides, someone like you doesn't deserve it!" "You!" Harold pointed at him and the other sturdy men in black, stopping short of words.

Both sides stood off like this for several minutes. Then, the small side gate next to the main door opened, and Phoebe, accompanied by Enya, walked out.

Seeing Phoebe emerge, Harold called out, "Mom, Mom, you finally agree to see me! Let me in; I need to talk to you about Morris."

something to say, just say it here.

Phoebe wasn't pleased with him, but he didn't care. He thought,

"Mom, Mom, did you hear that Morris announced

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anxious. "Mom, isn't this too hasty? Without consulting me, without even telling me a word, he just got married. Sure, she has a good title-professor at a prestigious university and CEO. But honestly, she's just a small-town girl with no family background. "Look at how the Leach family is

think. Put away your schemes. No one besides Cherise deserves to be my Morris' wife. Try saying another word against her and

better than Cherise. Joseph is gone because he brought it upon himself. If you want to live, you should behave yourself and not end up clashing with your

Seeing her about

of something, then turned around. "Harold, if you still consider me your mother, listen to me. If you want to live peacefully, mind

you insist on courting disaster, don't

me too. One is my son, the other my grandson, both irreplaceable blood relations. But my son's

door thought differently. He shot an angry look at the men in black before furiously returning to his car. His features twisted as he pounded the steering