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

Chapter 530

After Arthur finished speaking, he excused himself, citing other thatters, and turned to walk toward the vehicles waiting outside the banquet hall.

Mateo remained behind, watching Stella closely, as though to ensure she wouldn't follow.

Stella stood frozen in place, watching Arthur's imposing figure disappear into the distance. She bit her lip, her thoughts swirling. She fully understood the meaning behind Arthur's works now.

Seeing that Arthur had entered his car, Matéo turned to Stella. "Ms. Walton, please address him as Mr. Jarrett. Although the current situation is stable, his position demands respect, and caution is always advisable." "Understood," Stella muttered, her voice low and subdued.

Tristan had been right. After all these years, Arthur was no longer the approachable man he had been in their shared childhood. His presence now felt distant, untouchable, like a figure towering far beyond reach. Two days later, Morris received a phone call. After hanging up, he turned to Leo and instructed, "Release Lydia."

Leo, surprised, hesitated. "Huh?" he blurted, but one look at the icy sharpness in Morris's eyes silenced him.

Swallowing hard, he nodded, opened the door, and left to carry out the order.

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Dungeon where Lydia had been held. He opened the door to

let me

Ms. Walton. Please follow me. Mr. Walton has arranged a car to pick you up. It's waiting outside." Lydia dusted off

out a black cloth from his pocket. "As per Dark Web protocol, you'll need to be blindfolded, just as when

any resistance, Lydia nodded, her

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Web Division, Leo removed the blindfold as they reached

as her vision adjusted, and she saw the sleek black sedan waiting for her, just as Leo

ways. I hope you've learned something from this and won't find yourself back here again," Leo said." Lydia glanced back at the dark entrance of the facility, then turned with a cold smile. Without a

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door, Lydia nodded at the man inside before sting into

her father, Tristan, the second most powerful figure in Clusia, ranking just

he had arrived in a modest sedan with no entourage or bodyguards, accompanied only by a

didn't need an entourage. As a martial general, his combat skills were formidable, and he

imposing aura contrasted sharply with the gentler demeanor of Stella. Even though Tristan wore glasses, likely in an attempt to appear more

"You're out at last. It must have