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

Chapter 639

Lydia, Hank and Truman hadn’t expected Jean to say that.

Jean had always been innocent and straightforward, and saying this now was probably just to clear things up.

Hank knew Jean was quite kind–hearted, but saying this in front of Lydia and Truman was a bit awkward.

He was about to cover her mouth when she unexpectedly leaned back on the sofa and fell asleep.

He could only awkwardly chuckle a couple of times.

After a few seconds, he spoke up, “Wait. Judging by your reactions and my extensive experience reading romance novels, you two are so calm. Could it be that you already knew the truth, Lydia?”

Lydia shrugged and nodded.

Hank choked on his saliva. “What? So Jean and Mr. Simpson acted for nothing.”

Truman, standing nearby, also nodded. “Although I’ve been in the entertainment industry for years, I’m usually the one who pays. The one with poor acting skills is me! It has nothing to do with Jean.”

Seeing Jean was already tipsy, Hank didn’t want to leave her like that. “Alright, Lydia, Mr. Simpson! Since everyone knows the truth, I’ll take Jean home first! Lydia, you carry on. You have the keys to Prosperous City, don’t come home too late!”

Lydia nodded. Hearing the word “home,” she smiled more peacefully and comfortably than anyone else.

She got up, helped Hank take Jean out, and then returned to Ebb & Flow.

At this hour, the customer flow had started to increase.

Truman was no longer at the table they had been sitting at earlier. He was helping out at the bar.

Seeing this, Lydia walked over and sat on a high stool in front of the bar.

Truman noticed her, handed the cocktail he was mixing to his employee, and walked over to her with a glass of juice. “It’s late, no more wine. Here’s a glass of juice. Finish it and go home. Claire is probably home alone and needs some company.”

Lydia nodded. “Alright, Claire is knitting sweaters. I’ll go help her when I get back. I’ll leave after finishing this glass of juice!”

long, the glass was empty. Lydia got up, preparing to

tracks, turned to Truman, who was still busy,

not as noisy as a

this moment, his entire face’s features were scrunched together, looking puzzled and somewhat embarrassed. “Huh? Ah? Well, of course! I’m used to freedom. Marriage and all

“Mr. Simpson, I got it! Me too! Bye!”

left without looking back, her steps light and joyful, unlike when she came

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next day, in the meeting hall of

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the hall with Brian, Ryan

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for Mateo, the other two had been undercover with

occasion after so many years that they were together

was likely they wouldn’t have to

of them stood behind Arthur, waiting,

full of joy, not as stern as before. “Brothers, I’m finally able to see you in

of lying

their fists and bumped them together,

came from outside the door, and they all looked out

“Sir, they’re here!”

nodded, looking somewhat eager. “Alright, let’s

was the highest level of

safety rating smoothly drove into Betrico Central

the first person to get out was still Morris, dressed in a dark green, fitted training

men

following Morris were Steven, Leo, Hugh, and Lex, who had successfully taken down Tristan’s men on the lake island the day

Quinns, seemed to have a

so many years, could finally