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

My Billionaire Family 338

Chapter 338

Cherise listened to Marlon's words and tried to gauge the time behind that photo. She asked slowly, "So, Grandpa Marlon, do you know a teacher named Ms. Garcia?"

Marlon paused for a moment as if recalling something. After a brief silence, he said, "As far as I remember, besides your grandmother, there was also a male teacher. I think his name was Carson. "However, I can't be sure whether that was his real name. Back in those days, many people used pen names. He looked about

my age.

Cherise's eyes widened slightly at his words. "Really? Do you know if he's still alive or maybe where he is now!"

Marlon shook his head. "I only crossed paths with him during a disaster relief event in the town. He was not just a teacher but also a doctor.

"From what I recall, he was quite skilled. A lot of people got hurt when a landslide hit, and he treated them all. However, after I went back to Betrico for a while and came back, I never saw him again. "Why the sudden interest? It's been quite a while since then."

Cherise took a sip of tea that Trent had handed her, pursed herps, and replied, "He might be connected to my grandmother's past. I was hoping to find out more, but it sounds like it could be difficult based on what you've said." Marlon and Trent exchanged a glance upon hearing Cherise's words. Marlon then spoke, "Well, that won't be easy. I've never seen your grandmother interacting with this Mr. Garcia

Cherise nodded, her expression unreadable. Although she still didn't know whether Carson was alive, a general direction had already begun to form in her mind.

Once back in her room, she opened her laptop. She pulled up the social network she had been working on a few days ago, entering the name "Carson" and searching for anyone with that name across the whole of Clusia.

following Marlon's suggestion, she filtered the results by age. After sifting through the information, she found over fifty

hand as she examined the screen. Then,

soft creak. "Are you looking for me, Boss? Did you get some

to the seat in front of her laptop. "Yes, sit

was going on. "Alright, let's see what's

you to use the satellite tracking system to find the whereabouts of these fifty- plus Carsons from the last thirty years. Look for any records of them being in Saphira or Yasvissa, and highlight those. I'm calling my husband." Crow hesitated,

business to

the chair. "Pick any sports car from the

lit

Crow's eve the McLaren!"

up

we don't need to talk about payment. I'm more than happy to help. By the

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a quick nd before turning and

in place, Crow wasted no time. His fingers danced across the

Rita stood by the gate of the Muller residence. Outside, a servant

arrival time is unpredictable; sometimes he's late, sometimes early. Perhaps you could return to your room, and when he gets back,

and Rayburn. They lived separate lives, only coming together on special occasions-apart