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

Chapter 504 Clara's condition showed significant improvement under Cherise's specific treatment plan, with her mental state noticeably better.

To avoid delaying Hank's participation in the upcoming Traditional and Modern Medicine competition, Cherise arranged for a caregiver to look after Clara, allowing Hank to return to Berico University and focus on his studies and preparation. On the way home, Hugh drove ahead, and Cherise sat in the back seat.

She propped her chin on her hand and gazed out the window, her thoughts turning to recent matters regarding Hank.

Two things had raised doubts in her mind.

First, there was Jean. That day, Jean had said she vaguely recognized Hank, especially the moment when Hank wasn't wearing his glasses. But she couldn't place him.

The second thing was the look of confusion she had noticed in Stella's eyes earlier at Betrico Hospital.

When Cherise left the hospital, she had done a quick background check on Stella. Stella was Tristan's younger sister, the daughter of Jagger, one of the founding fathers of Clusia, and the former chief interpreter for Hesperia.

Stella had just stepped down from her position a few days ago, and today she was already hired by the Clusia Translation Bureau. She was, without a doubt, a talented individual.

Cherise watched a few untranslated videos from Hesperia, and Stella's performance was impressive, flawless, composed, and calm, with not a single hint of hesitation or error.

Cherise then checked the opinions of industry professionals, all of whom had nothing but praise for her. This was a stark contrast to the uneasy, shocked look Stella had on her face when she was staring at Hank's profile earlier. From a psychological standpoint, when someone who had always been composed and skilled at handling all situations suddenly displayed an unexpected reaction, it usually meant something had occurred that they were struggling to process The answer seemed obvious. It was all about Hank.

Jean and Stella knew each other. They were neighbors. Their shared confusion pointed to one conclusion the person they both knew was somehow connected to Hank, and that guy looked very much like Hank.

Cherise smiled gently to herself. 'Hank's secret is becoming even more intriguing,' she wondered. Meanwhile, the Dark Web Division sent Morris sinformation about Hank.

What struck Morris as odd was that this new batch of information was nearly identical to what Leo had uncovered last time. "Could Hank really just be an ordinary orphan? If that's the case, then there's nothing to worry about," Morris muttered. Morris took the file and studied it more closely, furrowing his brow. His gaze fell on the last page, where a photo was attached.

Ignoring the thick bangs and the deep-set glasses, there was a faint sense of familiarity.

The last tCherise was near him, Morris had barely glanced at the strange fourteen-year-old boy.

But there was nothing to see. As far as Morris was concerned, as long as the kid didn't harm Cherise, he was of no consequence.

1/2 Chapter 304 It was Stella's first day on the job at the Translation Bureau.

Because of Stella's unique status and background, the highest-ranking officials of the Translation Bureau cout to greet her personally.

Her colleagues couldn't help but look up to this interpreter who had seamlessly transitioned from Hesperia. However, putting aside Stella's family background, her appearance, demeanor, and abilities spoke for themselves. Wherever she went, she made an impression.

Amir Maxfield, the director of the bureau, greeted her warmly. "Stella, welcome! Tristan and I go way back, and we'll have to throw you a welcparty soon.

"But today, I've got an important meeting to attend to. Why don't you take stto get familiar with your new surroundings?" Stella nodded gracefully. "Thank you, Mr. Maxfield. Please, go ahead with your work." Amir smiled. "Alright, Miriam, we're ready to go. Huh? Where's Miriam?"

An anxious staff member rushed in and said, "Mr. Maxfield, Miriam's suddenly feeling unwell, and it looks pretty serious." Amir, Amir frowned clearly displeased. "What's going on? Why is this happening at the last minute?" The staff member seemed frantic. "We're not sure. It cout of nowhere. But it could cause delays, and today's meeting is especially important. The higher-ups might blus...

"The visitors are high-ranking leaders from Ostara. Ostaraish is a rare minor language, and Miriam's the only one who knows it here. What should we do? If we can't find a replacement Mr. Jarrett will be furious." Stella, who had been quietly listening, suddenly spoke up. "Why don't I go? I know Ostaraish." Amir's face lit up in surprise. "Stella, you can really do that?" Stella nodded confidently. "Yes, during my tin Hesperia, I didn't just learn Hesperian. I also picked up several other languages, including Ostaraish." Without missing a beat, Stella switched to fluent Ostaraish. "Hello, everyone. I'm Stella, new here. I hope I can get along well with everyone in the future."

One of the staff members couldn't help but applaud. "Amazing, Ms. Walton! Your pronunciation is spot op!" Aminvisibly relaxed, checking the time. "Well, Stella, thank you so much. It's getting late. Let's get going."