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

My Billionaire Family 347

Chapter 347

Cherise stood up, gazing at the unique villa in front of her. From the perspective of a professional designer, she had to admit that it was quite impressive. "Please follow me, Ms. Leach, Engene said politely.

"Sure." Cherise replied softly, taking a step and following him.

As they entered the villa, she expected the strong scent of medicine to fill the air, considering all the herbs drying in the yard. However, there was no trace of it.

Instead, the house was filled with the fragrance of orchids, accompanied by a faint hint of ink and paint.

"Ms. Leach, this way. Mr. Garcia is in the tea room." Eugene gestured as he led the way.

The interior design was distinct, with a soothing classic aesthetic, both cozy and full of depth. They passed a long corridor filled with orchids, and Eugene stopped in front of a wooden sliding door.

He knocked twice. From inside, the vigorous voice of an elderly man came through. "Come in!"

The door slid open, and Cherise immediately saw the elderly man inside. With his back to them, he sat in a wooden wheelchair, carefully trimming an orchid.

in the yard. Ms. Leach, come in and have

"Thank you, Mr. Garcia.

left, and Cherise stepped into the room, gently sliding the door shut behind her. Just then, Carson set down

on Cherise, his face broke into a warm smile. For Cherise, however, it was a different story. As he

sudden disappearance years ago?" Noticing the shock in Cherise's gaze, Carson wasn't mad. He still wore a cheerful smile. "Come here, young lady, take a

them, the water in the kettle

the hot water into the teapot containing the tangerines. After a moment, he poured. two cups and

a sip. "The aftertaste is rich, and the fragrance is fresh. It's so refreshing. I

only humble but also graceful and refined. I see a fine character in you." Cherise set down the cup and, with polite curiosity, asked, "Mr. Garcia, aren't you going to

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was momentarily refused. "Waiting

spoke, her gaze casually swept around the room, and her mind

sign of tarot, she could feel the

rules. The setup of the room made sense to Cherise now. It seemed that Carson was very familiar with this field. Sitting up straighter, Cherise fixed her gaze on Carson, sensing there was more to his words. Seeing her expression, Carson nodded slowly and said. "Yes, I've been waiting for you. You are the granddaughter of Amelia, aren't you?" "I am," Cherise

was very lucky to have you as her granddaughter. It's a shame that she didn't live to see your wedding. Your husband is a good man. He makes up for the misfortunes your original family brings

can

face flushed slightly, but she