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

My Billionaire Family 461

Chapter 461

Morris picked up his phone, but before he could unlock it, that detested female voice resurfaced in his mind.

For a brief moment, his mind went completely blank. His grip on the phone loosened, and it clattered onto the desk.

"Morris, Morris, I'm here. I'm here. Come, come to me! If you don't, you'll stop breathing. Come on, Morris, Morris." The woman's voice gradually disrupted Morris's mind.

Morris felt as if he were trapped in a nightmare-a bottomless abyss. In the depths of that abyss, invisible hands relentlessly tightened around his throat, making it impossible to breathe. And yet, that voice calling out to him felt like the only lifeline, the only way to escape the abyss and breathe freely again.

The voice persisted, growing more frequent. To his credit, Morris's willpower was formidable. Even in this state, he struggled, fighting to escape the nightmare and return to reality

But it was clear he was reaching his limit. His breathing grew ragged, veins bulging on his forehead. Through it all, he kept muttering one name: "Cherise, Cherise, Cherise..."

On the outskirts of Betrico, within the expansive grounds of a luxurious estate, Yulia and her grandmother, Rita, sat in the garden.

On the table sat a brand-new bell, noticeably different from the one Garrick owned in the Hawkins residence. This one was a size larger, its golden surface gleaming with a sense of mystery and opulence.

glanced at the motionless bell and then turned to her grandmother. "Grandma, what's going on? I remember Hannia

just the head of the Chivers family

hidden identities?" Yulia asked, her confusion

sharp eyes glinting with insight. "He's also the founder of the Dark

in shock. She had never imagined that the legendary Dark Web Division had been

do you really think a man who's clawed his way through

voice faltering. "Then... maybe we should just give up. How could we

made Yulia feel that her grandmother seemed far less gentle and elegant than she used

moment and softened her voice. "Yulia, as

clutching, which bore Morris's birthdate. She began murmuring an incantation-a string of incomprehensible terms. Once finished, she shook the bell toward the sky a few times and then toward the ground. After

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check with Cherise to see if something was wrong. However,

If you don't come, I'll

his feet, his eyes unfocused, a