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

Chapter 213 After finishing the meal and saying goodbye to Rayburn, Cherise got in her car and drove away from Gourmet Bistro.

Rayburn watched as Cherise drove away, letting out a sigh.

A man in a black suit ran out of Gourmet Bistro and greeted, "Mr. Muller." Rayburn turned his head slightly. "Check the information on Cherise who just left." "Yes," the man responded quickly and retreated.

Once the man left, Rayburn looked somewhat forlorn. "Megan, could Cherise be related to you? Why is she so similar to you, even down to the little habits while dining?" Just moments ago, after finishing her meal, Cherise had arranged her plates, fork, spoon, and wet towel exactly as they were before she started eating.

Coincidentally, Rayburn remembered that Megan also had this habit.

***** On the way back, after Rayburn asked Cherise about her grandmother, even though she acted indifferent, her heart felt heavier from that moment on.

Her grip on the steering wheel tightened.

In the next second, she accelerated, changed lanes, and stopped on the shoulder, turning on the hazard lights. She took her phone out of her bag and dialed a number.

The call connected, and before Cherise could say a word, the other side spoke, "Hey, sweetheart. Is everything alright? Where are you now?" A deep, captivating voice cthrough the receiver.

On a pitch-black autumn night, the roads were desolate, with an eerie, bone-chilling loneliness on either side. Morris's affectionate word "sweetheart" brought a touch of warmth to Cherise, who had been feeling a bit down. Morris seemed anxious since Cherise hadn't replied yet. "Sweetheart, where are you now? Should I cfind you?" As he spoke, he picked up another phone, intending to dial Hugh's number.

Cherise seemed to know something. "Are you still working late? I can cto you. It's only a ten-minute drive from the Chivers Group." Morris felt relieved at the words. "Alright, I'll wait for you." After ending the call, Morris dialed Hugh's number.

The call was answered almost immediately and Hugh said on the phone, "Mr. Chivers." "Who did Ms. Leach meet today?" Morris's voice was cold.

Hugh replied immediately, "It was an elderly gentleman. I've sent you the photos." After hanging up, Morris picked up his phone and clicked open the photos. A hint of coldness flickered in his eyes.

"If the Muller family means well, I'll let it slide," Morris said. "But if they're up to no good, no matter how strong their position, I'll rip them out by the roots." ***** Before Cherise arrived at the Chivers Group, Morris was already waiting for her at the entrance downstairs.

It was a little past 9 PM, and many employees staying late were getting ready to leave. They were surprised to see Morris standing tall at the entrance.

He was noble and elegant, with an unparalleled cool demeanor.

Many employees wanted to look at him, but they didn't dare to do it openly, so they just sneaked glances. They whispered among themselves.

"Is Mr. Chivers waiting for his assistant to pick him up?" "No way! He usually goes straight to his private parking garage." "Then why is he standing at the entrance? He's really drop-dead gorgeous." "Could he be waiting for someone? Maybe it's Cherise from Betrico University, the one who visited our group last time." "I really don't know. Look! There's a car coming." Cherise's black Panamera slowly drove up to Morris, and the window rolled down.

A delicate face peeked out from the window. She was free from her worries now, her face now lit up with a radiant smile. "Mr. Chivers, why did you cdown?"

When Cherise's car appeared, Morris's stern demeanor disappeared. With a dotingom expression, he leahed down, his hands resting on the window edge. "I'm here to meet my girlfriend. Get out of the car and spend a bit more twith me." Cherise nodded softly and parked the car. As soon as she unbuckled her seatbelt, Morris kindly opened the car door for her and reached out his large hand.

And just like that, under the surprised gazes of everyone around, they walked hand in hand into the Chivers Group.

"Wow, I told you it was Cherise. She just made the nation proud, healing a tough case in just thirty minutes yesterday." "Honestly, the two of them look so perfect together." "Absolutely, they're both talented and good-looking, a perfect match for sure."

"The world of the rich is hard to understand. Even though Mr. Chivers hasn't been seen with other women, he hasn't officially acknowledged anyone either. I don't think the Chivers family would necessarily accept her." "I've heard that Cherise hardly has any contact with the Leach family now. She's essentially on her own. What big family would want a woman with no background like that?" "Oh well, just focus on your own life and don't gossip behind people's backs. I'm just here for the looks anyway." ***** In the CEO's office on the top floor of the Chivers Group, Morris had already sent Steven and Leo away.

He led Cherise to the couch and pointed at the snacks laid out on the table. "Sorry to make you wait for ten minutes. I've got something to handle." With that, he gently kissed Cherise's forehead, tender and soft.

The usually dull, cold office that sometimes even had a hint of tension was now filled with warmth and sweetness.

Cherise took a bite of a snack, looked over at Morris working at his desk, and gave a sweet smile, feeling quite at peace.

The best companionship was just like this. He was working, and she was here with him.