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

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Arthur’s consecutive questions left Claire completely bewildered. Her confusion echoed throughout Carson’s café.

However, Claire could understand what Arthur was talking about. After all, she had experienced love and been pursued by countless boys in her youth.

Not only that, but she also reached out and touched Arthur’s forehead. “Are you alright? You’re not warm. You don’t have a fever. You’re not silly, are you? Why are you saying such silly things?

“Who are you? You are Arthur. If your job is not respectable, then whose job in Clusia is respectable?

“What’s with silly talk?”

Arthur’s hand remained on Claire’s arm. “Claire, I know you understand. Don’t avoid my question, okay? It’s important to me, please.”

Claire was at a loss for words and stammered, “Well, let go of me first. I’m not used to it like this. I can’t say it.”

Hearing this, Arthur obediently let go immediately. “Okay, tell me.”

With her arm free, Claire smiled awkwardly and moved back in her chair. “Well, I want to ask if you meant what you just said.”

Arthur nodded seriously. “I swear on my reputation that I didn’t say it lightly without careful consideration.”

“Oh, then your reputation is really valuable.” Claire said, laughing twice.

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Arthur did not interrupt her train of thought, but sat opposite her and listened attentively. Claire kept organizing her words

in her mind.

her, who was over fifty years old but still gentle and elegant with an excellent temperament, the words she

thinking about it, she smiled awkwardly and then, as if

her laughing, Arthur was in no hurry to wait for her answer. “Well, I’m not in a

me for something. If you can, I

you won’t have any worries, and you will

“Okay.” Then she pointed to

“Okay”

Claire was still deeply trapped in the thought of escaping from all the news about Arthur After hearing what Arthur said, it was as if she

coy. All she had

mother, me and my daughter over the

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We are a real family. You gave me life, and I will support your until you grow old and ensure that you have

well as the gesture of toasting, were very free and

Arthur, no one else knew what had happened in the café just now. But judging from her appearance,

than everyone else. Cherise saw this, pursed her lips, and then gently curled her lips into a shallow

way back,

ask, “Mr. Jarrett, if you pardon my presumption, may I ask about you and Ms. Garcia?”

were meant to be together.

haven’t been women around me. There have been many, all kinds. But none of them are

rejoiced. “Then I wish Mr. Jarrett and Ms. Garcia a happy

her hand on the side of the car seat and looked at

the window, turned her head to meet Cherise’s gaze. “What’s up, Cherise? Don’t think I don’t know you’re staring at the back of my

wanted to see Mom,