Return Of The Real Heiress: Secrets And Masks

Right then, before she could even step out the door, Morris arrived. His presence brought joy to everyone present, except for Cherise. "Cherise, are you going to find Claire?"

Cherise nodded. "Yes, I think I have to."

Morris understood Cherise's thoughts. He took her hand and said, "Be good,

Cherise. Mr. Jarrett is there, and everything will be alright."

"Besides, you're pregnant. Claire would be worried if she saw you, just like I would be." The others nodded in agreement.

Hank said, "Cherise, I'll go. It's more reasonable for me to go, being a man."

"I'll go."

"Me too."

"Me too."

The scene quickly turned into a scramble of volunteers.

Cherise was grateful to have such thoughtful friends, but she couldn't let them go. As she was about to speak again, someone raised her hand.

"I'll go. At least I've been there a few times, and you guys are not familiar with the place," said Lydia. Everyone looked at her.

She said, "Why are you all looking at me? I know you still have doubts about me. It's okay. If you don't feel at ease, Crow, who just brought me back from Walton residence, can go with me.

"If that doesn't work, bring Hank along. He has hacking skills. If the helicopter goes directly to that place, it will definitely attract attention.

"It is best to stop at a nearby island and then take a speedboat. I can't drive a speedboat, so I need someone to help me."

"I believe you," said Cherise first.

Indeed, for the sake of the overall situation, it was not appropriate for her to go. If they continued to shirk their responsibilities, they would waste more and more time.noveldrama

Except for Lydia, no one at the scene knew that place, so it was best for Lydia to go.

Cherise's "I believe in you" also gave Lydia a lot of confidence, which was the result Morris wanted to see most.

Without further ado, in less than ten minutes, Crow, Hank, Lydia, and Leo arranged by Morris, embarked on the road to the island to find Claire.

On a small island surrounded by the sea, more than 3,000 kilometers away from Betrico.

Claire sat alone on the bed in the small room. It was the 17th hour since she had been locked up here. Apart from a long sleep, she had been looking at the sea view outside.

The only person she saw was the one who delivered the food, but he only delivered it once.

She said to herself, "This is so boring. I don't even have my phone or a TV. All I can do is face the sea.

"My son and daughter should be trying their best to find me now. I'm sure of it. They're my children. I know them.

"They are all as affectionate and righteous as I am. I just hope my daughter won't risk coming here. She is pregnant. If she comes to Astamia to find me like last time, I will be angry.

"I'm not worried about Hank. He is a boy, and it is okay for him to take some risks." As she muttered to herself, just as she was about to fall asleep, the loud sound of a helicopter's propeller came from outside the window.

"Who is that? That's so noisy! It can't be someone here to rescue me." She said, closing her eyes again, looking as if she was resting.

After about ten minutes, there were two knocks on the door, and it opened.

Hearing the sound, Claire quickly sat up from the bed. It was the man in overalls from the helicopter yesterday. "Hey, it's you! What's going on? Why are you in such a hurry?"

The man in overalls had no expression on his face. "Get up, someone wants to see you."

"Who is it?" Claire asked suspiciously.

The man in overalls began to look impatient. "Don't ask. You'll know when you see them."

"Fine." In fact, Claire had already guessed who it was. She obediently followed the man overalls to the living room of the villa.

Not to mention, the villa was well decorated and very luxurious.

Before she got close, she saw a woman sitting on the sofa in the middle of the living room, a woman Claire knew very well.

The woman on the sofa stood up when she saw Claire.

Claire, walking behind the man in overalls, met her gaze, sneered, and walked directly in front of her with her arms crossed.

The man said, "Ms. Walton, I've brought her here."

"Good, wait over there." After saying that, she walked up to Claire. "Claire, it's been a few days. I didn't expect that we would meet again like this."

Claire looked at her as if observing something. After a long while, she said, "This

is your first time kidnapping someone, isn't it?"

Stella let out a confused sound, her eyes flickering as if trying to hide the embarrassment on her face.

A few seconds later, a look of anger flashed across her face.

"This is indeed my first time kidnapping someone, and it will be the only time in my life. But that's enough. Once you're gone, I believe my good days will come." After saying this, Stella tried to find a trace of fear on Claire's face.

However, no matter how hard she looked, she felt that the person in front of her didn't show a single ripple of emotion. Not only that, but Claire even yawned twice in a row.

"Claire, did you hear what I said? Do you have anything to say?" Stella's tone became noticeably heavier as she spoke.

Claire chuckled twice. "What can I do? I'm here alone. This island is surrounded by your people.

"And there's nothing but the sea outside. Even if I could swim, it wouldn't help. I'm like a fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

"Whatever you say, just say it. I'm listening. If you want to kill me or cut me into pieces, go ahead. Just be quick about it, and don't drag it out.

Stella was visibly angry. She thought, 'How can this wornan, so unkempt and casual, win Arthur's favor and even bear him a son?

Thinking of this, her mood, which had been quite calm, suddenly became agitated, even a little hysterical, "Why? Why did you win his favor? Why are you the one who gave birth to his child and not me?

"Claire, do you know? I have liked him for almost the entire first half of my life. Why did you show up? What right do you have to show up?

"For so many years, I have been constantly improving myself, trying to get closer to his field, but I didn't expect that no matter how hard I tried, it would be in vain.

"He wouldn't even give me a chance to talk to me or praise me. Don't you think I'm ridiculous? You look like you're laughing at me. So what? Arthur praised you and you are showing off to me."

At this time, Stella seemed to have completely lost her mind, and roared at Claire, "Say it! Did he praise you? Say it!"

The corner of Claire's mouth twitched. This person, really, as expected, there are very few women who can remain sober when facing relationships. "You told me to tell the truth. Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Stella looked at her and finally answered her, "The truth."

Claire let out a breath. "He did praise me, said I was beautiful, interesting, and asked me to be with him. Although he always tells the truth, I haven't agreed with him yet."

As soon as she said these words, Stella's eyes seemed to burst into infinite sparks.

Jealousy swept over her body, and she said through gritted teeth, "Then you can't escape. Don't even think about continuing to enjoy the joy and love I can't enjoy."