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

Chapter 583

Just like that, several days passed–everything proceeded as usual, without surprises or excitement.

The peak of summer had passed, giving way to late summer. The scorching heat from before had faded, replaced by a refreshing coolness in the air, making the weather much more pleasant.

Familiar faces came to visit Claire one after another, including the Muller family, Phoebe, Lucas and Mary, Marlon and Xenia, Trent, Truman…

Cherise and Morris had no intention of keeping Claire hidden. Their loved ones deserved to live openly under the sun–and not just that, but to live happily and freely.

After all, they had more than enough power to protect her.

Betrico University was also on summer break, which was perfect–Cherise now had plenty of time to spend with her mother. After so many years, she could finally enjoy the simple joy of being surrounded by her mother’s love.

On this particular day, Cherise and Claire went to the Summer International Shopping Mall. Claire, whose hair had now fully grown back, strolled leisurely through the mall with Cherise and Xenia.

With the three of them out together, it was as if four different styles of beauty had converged, drawing countless envious glances. The number of heads turning as they passed was undeniable.

*Claire, this store looks great. I know the owner–they have some connections with Taylor Vogue. Since you rarely go shopping, let me take you in for a shopping spree!” Xenia said, still exuding her usual ‘big spender‘ energy.

“Really? Alright then. Xenia, I’m so grateful you two brought me out today. It’s been years since I last went shopping.

Just look at this mall, the design, the clothes–everything is completely different from my era,” Claire said excitedly.

Walking behind them, Cherise watched as Claire linked arms with Xenia, her heart brimming with affection. No matter the era, no matter the age, women would always love shopping and beautiful things.

By now, Xenia had already led Claire into the boutique. “Claire, what do you think of this dress?”

“Hmm… isn’t it a little too revealing around the shoulders?” Claire asked hesitantly, a faint blush rising to her cheeks–an expression more common in young girls.

“Not at all! Come on, it’s the modern era. Showing a little skin is no big deal. Besides, with a figure like yours, you have to show it off, right, Cherise?”

Cherise knew that Claire was still adjusting to the current times, so she smiled and said, “Try it on. It looks great on you.”

the dress. She, Cherise’s grandmother, and Cherise herself all shared a love for dressing beautifully— not to please others, but simply for their own

time to embrace change. She agreed and turned to the sales associate. “Excuse me, could you show me to

immediately recognized their elegant presence–not to mention, Cherise’s face was quite familiar. Realizing

into the fitting room, Cherise

feel to have a mom?” Xenia asked, wrapping an arm around Cherise’s shoulder.

and let out a soft laugh. “It’s great. I used to envy others, but now I finally

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friendship with me–you’ve got it all.” Xenia was actually even happier than Cherise

“You know, you could easily turn our friendship into family. Just marry my

a family, I’m not ready for that yet.” Xenia’s tone was firm–she

different perspectives, and as long as they were comfortable, that was what mattered. She didn’t say anything

cue, a familiar female voice rang out. “Oh, Ms. Leach! What a

Taylor family is here too! Hello, both

Cherise and Xenia exchanged glances before slowly

say, both Ms. Waltons.” Cherise greeted them first

ear, “Why do we keep running into them? This

pink haute couture dress, approached them with

lost the arrogant edge she once carried and looked more like a calm, ordinary

gaze lingered on her for just a second before shifting

brimming with enthusiasm. “Ms. Leach, I was just talking to Lydia about you, and now here you

does seem like

the two of you? If you have time, I might need a favor.

faintly. “Oh? A favor from me?”

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