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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where Lydia had been held. He opened

let me out, aren't you?" she asked with

Walton has arranged a

from his pocket. "As per Dark Web protocol, you'll need to be blindfolded,

resistance, Lydia nodded, her

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Web Division, Leo removed the blindfold as they

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

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 word, she walked toward the waiting car. Leo watched her leave, clicking his tongue in disdain, muttering to himself as he

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the man inside before sting into

for her was none other than her father, Tristan, the second most powerful

a modest sedan with no entourage or bodyguards, accompanied only

a martial general, his combat skills were formidable,

with strength, Tristan exuded pure dominance and power. His imposing aura contrasted sharply with the gentler demeanor of Stella. Even though Tristan wore glasses, likely in an attempt to

at last.