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

Chapter 508 The vacation photo shoot tjust for the two of them had finally cto an end.

As they returned to Betrico, the beautifully crafted photo album from their trip arrived at Chivers Residence. Cherise sat on the sofa, flipping through the album, the smile of her face growing wider.

The photos were surprisingly good, not like the forced poses of regular photo studios or photography workshops. The actions were all natural, filled with genuine emotions.

When Cherise smiled, Morris smiled along with her. When Cherise acted playful, he smiled too, his eyes glowing with adoration.

In the south of the city, at a high-end, private villa, Stella was lost in thought. Since the other day after Arthur's questioning and the cold, unrecognizing gaze she received, Stella had been hand seemed distracted.

In the garden, an elderly woman, appearing kind and gentle, watched Stella sitting beside her. After taking a sip of coffee, she spoke. "Stella, what's wrong? I've never seen you like this. Is your new job not going well? "If it's not, just talk to your father or Tristan. They can arrange something for you. Don't let yourself suffer, dear." Stella shook her head. "No, Mom. The new job is fine. My boss and colleagues are great, and I don't need to change. Besides, using connections to get a job isn't right. It can lead to gossip." This elderly woman was Stella's mother, Cora Cora smiled, almost teasingly. "What's the big deal? Many people get good jobs through connections. There's no fairness in the world.

"If it's not about work, then it must be about your feelings. It's about Arthur, the one sitting in the position now. Am I right?" When it cto her mother, Stella had no reason to hide anything, and she nodded. "Yes." Cora wasn't surprised. "Oh, you've met him already? That was quick. Did something unpleasant happen when you met?" Cora understood her daughter well. Stella nodded again. "Yes, we ran into each other at a work event a couple of days ago. Arthur didn't recognizeat all. He even asked if I was from the Walton family." Cora seemed to brush it off lightly. "So, this is why you're so distracted? I thought it was something serious. You've been through much worse. Are you really that afraid of this moment? Stella was confused. "So this is nothing serious? Mom?" "Right, it's nothing," Cora replied. "You're already in your forties. Don't let something small mess with your mind. If you like him, then pursue him wholeheartedly, even if his status makes you feel like you're reaching too high. "Besides, we're not out of his league. We're a perfect match. There's no family in Clusia that compares to the Walton family. You should learn from Lydia. She may seem quiet, but she knows what she wants.

en she likes something, she goes for it and doesn't miss a single chance. At your age, are you really afraid of failing?" "Really? Lydia has someone she likes? I didn't hear her say anything about it. Who is this gentleman? I never see her showing any interest," Stella asked, puzzled.

1/3 ||| 13:47 Tue, Jan 7 Chapter 308 & Cora smiled. "She's had someone she likes for a long time. Her room is full of his photos. Compared to the Walton family, they're from a smaller background.

"Oh, well, by the way, his grandfather is an old friend of your failer, a businessman. Ask Lydia if you don't believeStella didn't ask any further questions, letting out a soft sigh.

Outside Ebb & Flow, Lydia sat in the driver's seat, her eyes fixed on the entrance to Ebb & Flow The man Lydia liked was Truman, from the Simpson family. Just as Cora had said, the Simpson family was a small business family, not quite on the slevel as the Walton family.

This was the third day Lydia had been staking out Ebb & Flow. She had also started staking out at Artiverse Entertainment, but Lydia couldn't access the underground parking lot because if required facial scanning. So, she had pinned her hopes on Ebb & Flow For the past three days, Lydia hadn't seen Truman. But from the look of it, she didn't seem ready to give up.

Fortunately, Truman showed up today. He got out of a large SUV parked at the entrance.

He had barely stepped into Ebb & Flow when Lydia, noticing him, quickly got out of her car and followed him inside.

As soon as Lydia entered, she started looking around, scanning the inside of Ebb & Flow. "Strange, I saw him cin. How is it that as soon as I walk in, I can't see him?" Suddenly, someone tapped her on the shoulder from behind.

Lydia turned around, and standing there, looking at her, was Truman.

She was instantly a little flustered, feeling like she had been caught in the act of spying. "Oh, well, Mr. Simpson, hello." Truman crossed his arms over his chest. "Alright, tellwho you are and what you're doing sneaking around here. You've been followingfor days. What's your deal? "How do you even know my last name? From Artiverse Entertainment to my house, and now to Ebb & Flow? You've been stalkinglike a maniac. So annoying. You are a stalker. You definitely are one." "I... I..." Lydia stammered, struggling to find her words.

But then, she gathered her courage. "Mr. Simpson, I like you. The moment I saw you, I liked you. My friends all like the celebrities from your company, but I'm different. I'm not as superficial as they are. I like you." Truman tilted his head, looking at her in disbelief. "Do we know each other? What family are you from? You'd better head home, hit the books, and get shomework done." "Plenty of people like me, but I'm a firm believer in not marrying or dating, so... I'll pass. Goodbye, take care." He gestured toward the door.

Lydia refused to leave. She stood there stubbornly. "No way. I know exactly what you like and what you're intor remember you saying in an interview that you like women with long hair, women who can cook, and women who are bold.

"Well, I have all that! I've got long hair, I can cook, and I'm bold. There are so many people who'vered to you, but none of them are like me. They've all been... been..." Lydia stopped short, unable to finish her sentence.

Truman frowned, feeling uncomfortable. The things she was saying seemed to remind him of those obsessive fans his 2/3 13:47 Tue, Jan Chapter 508- celebrities had to deal with, just as wild, just as unsettling.

"Miss," Truman suddenly asked, "You think I'm impressive, right Lydia nodded, eagerly. "Of course." 3

"Huh? Well, that's right. So, if I'm om really this amazing, how could not have a girlfriend? I already have one. Please leave. Turn right, left, whatever... Just go. Thanks, and take care," Truman said, his tone firm. 3/3