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

My Billionaire Family 334

Chapter 334

Leaving the bar, Cherise and Morris walked hand in hand like any ordinary couple along the riverside towards their hotel Cherise's good look drew glances from passersby Morris reached up to pull Cherise's baseball cap lower over her eyes "Huh?" Cherise looked up at him, bewildered.

"I don't want others staring at you all the time, Morris said seriously. Why does he seem even more possessive since we got married? Cherise thought.

Meanwhile, in Hamolica, at Rita's residence. In the dining room, she sat across from Yulia, watching her eat with satisfaction. "That's right, nothing is insurmountable. Rest up and prepare for your next move."

Yulia nodded, finding truth in Rita's words as she continued eating spoonful after spoonful. After finishing the meal, Yulia followed Rita into her study. An hour later, Yulia emerged looking much better, no longer dejected.

Alone in the study now, Rita picked up her phone and dialed a number that was answered almost instantly. "Hey, Rita," came Garrick's voice on the other end.

Rita hummed in response. "Arrange a meeting with that gentleman; I'll be back in Betrico in a couple of days

Garrick quickly agreed. Hanging up, he swiftly took care of the arrangements. Only then did he remark, "Sure enough, one own granddaughter takes precedence! More precisely, a granddaughter carrying Rayburn's bloodline is more important than anyone else."

In Yasvissa, Morris and Cherise strolled leisurely back to their hotel, part of the Chivers Group-a mid-sized resort surrounded by mountains on three sides and the sea on one. They were, of course, staying in the best suite.

floor-to-ceiling windows, one offering a view of snow-dusted mountains nearby, and the other overlooking the

arriving with his newlywed wife, had the room decorated well in advance. Now, besides the bed covered in pink and red petals, there was wine, champagne glasses, music, and certain branded essentials-all setup. Cherise was used to freshening

moment later, the bathroom door opened, and Cherise emerged in a bathrobe, her hair still damp, steam trailing behind her.

Morris asked, noticing

robes the hotel prepared are not quite suitable for

it looks fine. Is there any problem with it?" Morris asked, puzzled, as he looked

how to say it." Morris instantly understood, chuckling softly. "We're married now, no need to worry about such things. Besides- Before he could finish. Cherise tiptoed and quickly covered his mouth with her hand. "No talking! Your turn to freshen up,

Morris, bring a woman, noticed the room's decorations, sighing as the surveyed the setup. But remembering they were

seated in a wicker chair on the balcony, gazing at

hotel bathrobe and glanced out at the balcony once more. He picked up the bottle of red wine from the table, poured two glasses, and then stepped out onto the balcony with the glasses in hand. Just the two of us, let's have a drink," he said, handing one of the wine glasses to Cherise as he

her.

smiled softly at him. "Mm-hmm," she murmured, accepting the

sip. Finished, Cherise placed her glass on the side table, propping her chin in her hand as she tilted her head to look

warm with wine. Hmm? Sneaking a

her head lightly. "Nope, you're my husband now, so

though Cherise had a drink, she wasn't drunk, but she seemed bolder. Her words, "You are my husband", sent Morris's heart racing, and he couldn't help but kiss her lightly on the check with more intensity. Cherise laughed softly, then looked up at him with eyes that were beautiful