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

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"Is that Jean?" Lydia asked as she pointed to the person Truman was indicating.

She knew Jean. Stella had introduced them when they were at Taylor Vogue that day.

Cherise glanced at Truman, her eyebrow raised, and immediately understood what was happening.

It seemed like Lydia could no longer hold herself back, as she hurried toward Jean.

"It's over..." Truman and Leo both muttered at the same time, quickly following behind her.

Jean, still unaware that Truman had dragged her into this, was happily chatting with Xenia.

When Lydia approached, she stood in front of both Xenia and Jean, looking down at them. "Jean, do you remember me?"

Both women looked up at the sound of her voice.

"The scheming lady's niece?" Xenia, who had drunk a fair amount by now, was the first to speak up.

Jean recognized Lydia. "You're Stella's niece, Lydia, right? You came to Ebb & Flow? What's going on?"

Truman and the others caught

path. "Ms. Walton, what exactly do you think you're doing? This is my girlfriend. We're in love, so please

and looked toward Cherise,

she had only just learned about the

out. I'll make it up to you later, I promise. Please, I

a bit lost in the weird scene, hesitated but finally nodded. "Oh,

his arm around her shoulders. "Ms. Walton, see. This is my

the drama, slapped her thigh. "I just knew something was going on between you two! You've been exchanging looks for a while. Turns out, it's been brewing for a while. "I'm calling my grandparents

a little too far with the act, completely missing their true

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sat on the sofa, picked up her phone, and texted Morris while wondering how they were going to get out of this mess. Lydia's expression remained calm, so calm that it was hard to tell

who paid attention could see that her hands, which hung by her sides, were tightly clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of her hands were visible. Cherise, glancing at her clenched fists, took a sip of her juice before

spoke up. "Fine. I was rude. Sorry about that. I'll leave now. I wish

that, Lydia turned and walked away. As she passed Cherise, she shot her a quick glance and didn't look back as she

relief, letting go of Jean's shoulder and

first time doing something like that, and