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

My Billionaire Family 463

Chapter 463

Cherise glanced at the screen and noticed the time in the bottom-right corner. The car had remained still for ten minutes.

Her furrowed brow deepened, and she instructed, "Hugh, head toward the outskirts of the city and step on it."

When Eugene returned to the island after dropping Cherise and the others off, Carson was still sitting in the same spot. This time, however, there were divination tools laid out on the table. Eugene approached and asked, "Mr. Garcia, should we do something?" He then looked at the tools and said, "This hexagram... it doesn't point in any clear direction. Does this mean...?" Carson nodded. "Yes, their skill is impressive. They've altered the configuration to obscure Morris's location."

Hearing this, Eugene couldn't help but worry for Cherise. He said, "If that's the case, finding him will be no easy task. If the enemy is truly skilled and has cast a spell on Morris, no one knows whether he'll be able to endure this." Carson remained calm, his voice unhurried as he said, "That depends on Morris himself. Pass the news on to the Muller family. Rayburn needs to know what's happening." With that, he continued manipulating the tools on the table. Meanwhile, Cherise had already arrived at the location where Morris's car was leaped out of her vehicle, followed closely by Hugh and Crow.

parked. The moment she spotted the car, she

A second car pulled up shortly after, carrying Truman, Leo, and the others who had alerted her. They had instantly set off upon learning that Morris's car had stopped there and was unmoving. The group gathered around Morris's car. The vehicle had been outfitted with heavily tinted, privacy-protecting windows, making it impossible to see inside.

While the others held onto a sliver of hope, Cherise had none left. Despite being just one car door away, she couldn't sense even the faintest trace of Morris's presence. It felt futile to even check.

Noticing her sudden stillness, Leo stepped forward, pulled out a spare key, and unlocked the door. He shouted in alarm, "Where's Mr. Chivers? He's not here!"

closer and said, "Boss, where's your husband? He's gone! The surveillance footage showed the car arriving

with no one getting out. How could it

car, her expectations confirmed. She motioned for the others to step aside, climbed into the driver's seat, and meticulously searched every corner. Morris's familiar scent still lingered in the air. She gently ran her hands over the steering wheel,

handle above the driver's seat had been completely torn

brought a lump to Cherise's throat, and her eyes filled with sorrow. Images of the strong-willed Morris filled her mind. "You must have struggled so hard," she murmured. "Hold on, okay? I'll find you soon." Her phone rang in

person has concealed Morris's location; they're no ordinary foe. Be cautious

him down further. And remember,

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from her pocket again and stared at it with hatred in her

just tell us what to do next," Leo said earnestly. "We, along with all

This is something you can't help

Carson's words from her mind: "High-level witchcraft practitioners don't just cast the spell-they also use metaphysics to conceal their victims' whereabouts, harming or

oppressive darkness, with tightly drawn blackout curtains shutting out the brightness of a sunny early summer

figure stepped inside. For a few seconds, as the door remained ajar, the incoming light revealed a tall silhouette sprawled on the bed. It was

Morris on the bed, turned on a small nightlight mounted on the wall. The soft