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

Chapter 564

Chapter 564

Morris was the one driving Hank back to Charity Orphanage to retrieve his belongings.

Hank sat in the backseat. Sitting beside him in the back was Cherise.

No one spoke inside the car–it was eerily quiet. The atmosphere made Hank glance at Cherise, who was sitting next to him with her arms crossed, staring expressionlessly straight ahead.

Morris was just as silent, focusing solely on driving. However, his fingers drummed lightly on the steering wheel, tapping at an irregular rhythm.

Hank shrank his neck slightly, feeling that something was off. After a few minutes, he finally mustered the courage to speak. “Well, Ms. Leach?”

Hearing him call her, Cherise turned her head and fixed her gaze on him. “What is it?”

Her response only deepened Hank’s unease. Boldly, he asked, “Uh…Ms. Leach, why does it feel like the atmosphere is kinda weird?

“Is it that the two of you can’t have a third person in your space? Should I just get out and ride my bike to Charity Orphanage instead? Playing the third wheel like this feels way too weird.”

At his words, Cherise let out a light chuckle, seemingly relaxed. “Huh, that won’t be necessary.” After a brief pause, she added, “Are you sure there’s nothing you’d like to tell me from the heart?”

“What?” Hank yelped at the unexpected question.

quickly added, “Ms. Leach, Morris is driving up front. Isn’t it a bit inappropriate to say something like that now? I do have plenty of heartfelt

speaking, he even

front seat, Morris honked twice in response. The loud blaring of the horn made it clear that he was not

his survival instincts kicking in. “Focus on driving! Honking like that at night not only disturbs the neighbors

pass as a little Einstein. But my emotional intelligence? Not so much. I have

I prefer being straightforward. “There’s something I need

Hank suddenly felt

“Did you make a signal

you know? Back at that villa in the woods, I used my homemade signal jammer to take control of that woman’s surveillance feed. That’s how I managed to

head. “Oh, wait, of course you’d know. Two years ago, when I switched identities with the real Hank at Elysium Medical Center, I used the

Cherise asked as soon as he finished speaking.

For some reason, whenever he was in front of

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through him–he

lips. Then, she pulled out a piece of paper covered in

moment Hank saw the letter, the playful grin on his face froze. Cherise could clearly see him gulp

‘Crap. She got me.

Cherise’s smile deepened. “What’s

this letter is really beautiful. Don’t you

wasn’t in a hurry. There was still some distance to the orphanage.

liar,” she said, “I know the little girl who delivered the letter to Jean was from the orphanage. You arranged