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

stopped in her tracks, turned to Truman, who was still busy,

not low. The clear bar was not as noisy as a regular bar,

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

he could finish, Lydia happily responded, “Mr. Simpson, I got it!

back, her steps light and

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center of the hall with Brian, Ryan and Mateo, all

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for Mateo, the other two had been undercover with

a rare occasion after so many years that

they wouldn’t have

behind Arthur, waiting, and

finally able to see you in this mansion.

too. After years of lying low, they had

and bumped them

came from outside the door, and

“Sir, they’re here!”

“Alright, let’s go out and

which was the highest level of

business car with the highest safety rating smoothly drove into Betrico Central Mansions from the

to get out was still Morris,

men got out of

and Lex, who had successfully

Quinns,

years, could finally live the life he