Return Of The Real Heiress: Secrets And Masks

Holding the kraft paper bag, he smiled triumphantly and quickly went to the monitoring room of Elysium Medical Center.

Upon discovering that no one was on duty, she sat down in front of the surveillance monitor and completed the task assigned by Cherise. Crow was really capable and fast.

In less than half an hour, he extracted the video from two years ago featuring Hank and saved it onto the USB drive he had brought with him. Afterward, he left without a trace.

As soon as he left, Cherise, who was working with him, turned the infrared alarm signals in the archives room on the fourth floor back on. Inside the car at the entrance of Elysium Medical Center, Crow had changed back into his clothes and dialed Cherise's number. "Hello, Boss." ""Yes. Did you get it?"

"Yes, I'll leave the stuff in the usual spot. Go grab it when you have time. I'll stop bothering you now. I need to get some sleep."

Cherise replied to him with an "Okay" before ending the call. She tapped her fingers lightly on the desk, thinking about the recent events.

Recently, there had been quite a few things happening, some trivial, some seemingly unrelated to her, yet somehow deeply connected to her.

Morris came home late tonight. Seeing the light still on upstairs, he washed his hands, took off his suit jacket, and walked upstairs.

Just as he was halfway up the stairs, Cherise came down, wearing a cartoon-printed short-sleeved nightdress.

When he saw her, Morris's fatigue from the day vanished. He asked with a bright smile, "You haven't slept yet?"

Cherise smiled back at him. "Yeah, I just finished dealing with some things. I came down to see if you were back home. There you are. Come on. Let's go grab some late-night snacks in the kitchen." As she spoke, she walked down two steps and took Morris's hand.

Morris followed her towards the kitchen.

"Look. I made this milkshake. I learned how to make one more dessert from a cooking app. It's quite simple. I've learned something new. Give it a try!"

As she finished speaking, she reached out to open the still-warm lid.

Morris immediately stopped her. "I'll do it. It's hot."

Cherise chuckled and said in a somewhat coquettish tone, "I'm not that delicate."

"No, you are in my eyes." As Morris spoke, he took the soup pot out of the pot.

In the dining room, they sat next to each other. Morris scooped the first spoonful and fed Cherise before he tried it.

He nodded. "It's very tasty. That's the food from you. It tastes sweet and smooth but not greasy."

Cherise couldn't help but laugh. "Are you complimenting me without bias?"

"Yes, I'm being honest. Of course, your cooking is not as good as mine though," Morris said seriously. Cherise casually put her hand on Morris's shoulder. They looked very much like a couple already.

"You're quite confident. Well, I wouldn't dare to compare with a chef."

Morris's smile didn't fade. After finishing the rest of the dessert, he put down the spoon and bowl, looked into Cherise's eyes, and asked, "Cherise, the wedding is only a few days away. Are you nervous?" Cherise shook her head and then nodded. "I can't describe how I feel. But I look forward to it. What about you?"

Morris nodded. "I'm very nervous. I'm afraid you won't be satisfied with the wedding I've prepared."

Cherise felt both amused and distressed as she glanced at him. She knew that Morris had been busy recently.

He needed to arrange their wedding and handled matters concerning the Dark Web Division, Chivers Group, and Syphonea Group's business strategy in Clusia.

"I won't be dissatisfied. My requirement is very simple. As long as the groom is you, I will be satisfied," she said as she stroked. him, who had recently become thinner.

"I'm so lucky to be your man. You're so easy to please," Morris said dotingly, holding Cherise's hand against her face.

With that said, they smiled at each other. "Of course."

***

The next day, Cherise went to GlobalVision Group.

The file Crow brought back from the mission last night was in Cherise's lounge on the underground second floor of GlobalVision Group.

Crow came straight here to rest after returning last night.

"Boss, you came. It was already 3:00 am when I got back here last night. I'm still sleepy now. It's in the lounge. Go check it yourself," Crow said when he saw her.

Cherise glanced at him and responded with an "Okay" before walking over to a small table in the lounge.

A square kraft paper bag and a small USB flash drive was on the small table.

Cherise picked up the kraft paper bag, sat down on a stool by the table, opened it, and took out a medical record book that was several pages thick.

The patient's name on the front page was Hank Reese, aged 12, indicating the record was from two years ago.

Cherise paused after looking at the cover and then opened the record book.

It read: the patient had a high fever of 104.18 F, experienced fainting, and the symptoms had persisted for two days. Taking antipyretic medication was ineffective, so he came to seek medical treatment. The examination showed that it might cause acute brain injury. Cherise paused again at these words.

Slightly frowning, she tapped on the table constantly with her fingers as if she were trying to clear her mind.

As she continued to flip through the pages, a particular sentence caught Cherise's attention.

With some confusion, she picked up the USB drive and walked to the computer.

Soon, the surveillance video of Hank's medical visit that day appeared on the computer screen.noveldrama

The video frames flickered one by one, with Cherise constantly pausing, starting, pausing, and starting again.

At the most revealing scene, she paused and zoomed in, meticulously examining every movement, posture, and subtle detail of Hank in the video.

Simultaneously, her mind kept replaying every gesture of Hank in real life-during class, after class, while speaking, and walking.

After an hour, with heavy doubts,

Cherise infiltrated the school where Hank had previously attended using the mos advanced techniques to conceal her tracks. She meticulously

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Soon, Cherise raised her eyebrows with satisfaction and turned off the computer.

Then, she took out her phone from her pocket and made a call.

The call was answered quickly. "Hello, Cherise? What's up? Do you miss me? I'm so bored at home. I can't even go out for some fresh air.

"My grandma told me to be careful of wound infection just as you've instructed. I wouldn't dare run around."

Cherise smiled upon hearing this. "I'll go over there to find you later. But, before I come, can you do me a favor?"

In the dining room, they sat next to each other. Morris scooped the first spoonful and fed Cherise before he tried it.

He nodded. "It's very tasty. That's the food from you. It tastes sweet and smooth but not greasy"

Cherise couldn't help but laugh. "Are you complimenting me without bias?"

"Yes, I'm being honest. Of course, your cooking is not as good as mine though, Morris said seriously. Cherise casually put her hand on Morris's shoulder. They looked very much like a couple already.

"You're quite confident. Well, I wouldn't dare to compare with a chef."

Morris's smile didn't fade. After finishing the rest of the dessert, he put down the spoon and bowl, looked into Cherise's eyes, and asked, "Cherise, the wedding is only a few days away. Are you nervous?" Cherise shook her head and then nodded. "I can't describe how I feel. But I look forward to it. What about you?"

Morris nodded. "I'm very nervous. I'm afraid you won't be satisfied with the wedding I've prepared

Cherise felt both amused and distressed as she glanced at him. She knew that Morris had been busy recently.

He needed to arrange their wedding and handled matters concerning the Dark Web Division, Chivers Group, and Syphonea Group's business strategy in Clusia.

"I won't be dissatisfied. My requirement is very simple. As long as the groom is you, I will be satisfied," she said as she stroked him, who had recently become thinner.

I'm so lucky to be your man. You're so easy to please," Morris said dotingly, holding Cherise's hand against her face.

With that said, they smiled at each other. "Of course."

The next day, Cherise went to GlobalVision Group.

The file Crow brought back from the mission last night was in Cherise's lounge on the underground second floor of GlobalVision Group.

Crow came straight here to rest after returning last night.

"Boss, you came. It was already 3:00 am when I got back here last night. I'm still sleepy now. It's in the lounge. Go check it yourself," Crow said when he saw her. Cherise glanced at him and responded with an "Okay" before walking over to a small table in the lounge.

A square kraft paper bag and a small USB flash drive was on the small table.

Cherise picked up the kraft paper bag, sat down on a stool by the table, opened it, and took out a medical record book that was several pages thick.

The patient's name on the front page was Hank Reese, aged 12, indicating the record was from two years ago.

Cherise paused after looking at the cover and then opened the record book.

It read: the patient had a high fever of 104.18°F, experienced fainting, and the symptoms had persisted for two days Taking antipyretic medication was ineffective, so he came to seek medical treatment. The examination showed that it might cause acute brain injury.

Cherise paused again at these words.

Slightly frowning, she tapped on the table constantly with her fingers as if she were trying to clear her mind

As she continued to flip through the pages, a particular sentence caught Cherise's attention.

With some confusion, she picked up the USB drive and walked to the computer.

Soon, the surveillance video of Hank's medical visit that day appeared on the computer screen

The video frames flickered one by one, with Cherise constantly pausing, starting, pausing, and starting again

At the most revealing scene, she paused and zoomed in, meticulously examining every movement, posture, and subde detail of Hank in the video.

Simultaneously, her mind kept replaying every gesture of Hank in real life-during class, after class, while speaking, and walking.

After an hour, with heavy doubts, Cherise infiltrated the school where Hank had previously attended using the most advanced techniques to conceal her tracks. She meticulously examined each of his grades and the handwriting on every assignment.

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Soon, Cherise raised her eyebrows with satisfaction and turned off the computer.

Then, she took out her phone from her pocket and made a call.

The call was answered quickly. "Hello, Cherise? What's up? Do you miss me? I'm so bored at home. I can't even go out for some fresh air.

"My grandma told me to be careful of wound infection just as you've instructed. I wouldn't dare run around" Cherise smiled upon hearing this. "I'll go over there to find you later. But, before I come, can you do me a favor?"