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

Chapter 499

Hugh was still at Charity Orphanage, while Cherise drove straight from Betrico Hospital back to Chivers Residence,

During the drive, Morris called, saying he had something to handle and would be home later. He reminded Cherise to drive carefully on her own.

After hanging up the phone, Cherise pressed the accelerator and sped up. Once she got home and finished freshening up. the first thing she did was lock herself in her study.

She started going through books on Type 1 diabetes, taking notes, searching for case studies, and reviewing treatment. plans...

When Morris returned home, he found the bedroom empty, which made him a bit anxious.

He searched the house and eventually found Cherise in her study, fast asleep with her head resting on her desk.

By then, it was already past midnight. Morris had been delayed by some matters concerning the Chivers Group business plan.

On the large desk, besides Cherise sleeping soundly, everything else was covered with books, medical texts, notebooks, and a row of open silver needles.

Cherise's slender hand still gripped a black pen as if she had been in the middle of something before drifting off.

After taking off his suit jacket and carefully placing it on a nearby chair, Morris walked over to Cherise.

He gently removed the pen from her hand and bent down to her.

He softly kissed her smooth forehead and whispered, "Cherise, sleeping here isn't comfortable. How about I carry you to the bedroom?"

mumbled, recognizing it was Morris and feeling at ease, her

around Morris's neck, pressing her cheek against his chest and nuzzling against him, like a soft, sleepy kitten

was about to get up and freshen up before coming back to rest. But just as he turned to leave, Cherise, who had been sound asleep moments before, tightly gripped his pinky

leaned down again, close to her, kissing her forehead, cheek, lips, and neck. "What's the matter? You don't want

opened her sleepy eyes and gave a soft laugh. "Yes, I don't want you to leave. Mr. Chivers, after the wedding, how

an eyebrow, already knowing she had been to

don't find it too tiring, I'm happy with whatever

beamed with a sweet smile. "Then I want to have a little girl, a beautiful girl, with two cute braids and a pink, fluffy dress. I want

Chapter 499

"Alright, you are the boss. Let's

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of the city weathered yet extremely high-end car slowly drove out of the villa's garage. Sitting

away from many affairs. When people talked about

over 80 years old, Jagger had an imposing presence as he sat in

She was the internationally renowned chief interpreter for Hesperia. Jagger's son, Tristan, was Lydia's father and Stella's older brother.

at Stella and spoke. "You quit your job at Hesperia,

completed all the handover work the day before returning to

for you to be in our own

have someone help you with anything? I may not have been in the spotlight lately, but my connections are still good. And if I can't help, Tristan can." Stella shook her head. "No, Dad, I've already applied to the Translation

pleased with

a moment, he

wrong?"

80 now. I've gained fame and honor, and I have no regrets. Tristan