Return Of The Real Heiress: Secrets And Masks

Cora seemed to have an idea and said to Jagger, "Dear, if there's really no other way, we should use the same method as last time to get Stella out."

Jagger's already cunning face lit up with a sly smile.

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Will Lydia agree this time?"

They still didn't know that Lydia had already left the Walton family.

The butler was about to inform them when Cora sharply interjected,

"Whether she agrees or not, she has to. Given her birth mother's status, she's already enjoyed enough luxury here. It's the greatest gift we could give her.

No need to think further. Butler, go get Lydia. We'll take her to the Dark Web Division for an exchange.

"Stella has never suffered, but Lydia has been to the Dark Web Division twice already. One more time won't hurt. Hurry up and bring her down

Only after Cora finished speaking did the butler have a chance to report, "Sir, Madam, Lydia is not in her room.

The maid discovered this morning that the room was empty, and the welded window had been opened. There was a knife labeled 'cuts through iron like mud left behind.

"I tested it, and it's indeed very sharp. It seems she used it to escape through the window.

"Also, Mr. Walton's people reported that Lydia has likely defected to Cherise. I was told to inform you."

"What?" Jagger and Cora were shocked.noveldrama

Cora cursed, "That ungrateful wretch! It seems like her genes are showing. If Tristan had married a better woman, how could he have such an ungrateful child!

"Forget her for now. Let's go to the Dark Web Division and demand Morris hand over Stella."

Unaware of the curses, Lydia had no idea what had happened, but she didn't care anymore.

Back at Prosperous City.

When Claire returned home, Cherise, Crow, Hank, and Lydia were sitting on the couch, staring at the door.

Seeing Claire, Hank stood up and called out, "Hey, Mom! Why are you so late? We've been back for over two hours. Didn't expect Dad's helicopter to be so slow. Did you get a lot done?"

Cherise, sitting on the couch, smiled, "Mom, is there something you need to tell us?"

Claire's already relaxed mood tensed up again, thinking how perceptive Cherise

was.

She hesitated, feeling a bit shy.

Finally, deciding to be straightforward, she said, "Well, there is a bit of big news." Cherise raised an eyebrow

Sure enough, the next second, Claire, with a shy smile, said, "Arthur and I have decided to give it a try and be together?

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"Congratulations!"

*I knew you would end up together"

"Claire, congrats on finding love again!"

The villa was filled with joy and laughter.

Lydia, standing behind them, felt somewhat out of place.

She envied the harmonious atmosphere, free of deceit and disdain, filled only with lightheartedness and laughter.

After a moment, she softly said, "Mrs. Chivers, I won't disturb you any longer. I'll be leaving now," Without waiting for a response, she turned to leave.

As she reached the door, Cherise called out, "Wait!" Her voice wasn't loud, but it was enough to stop Lydia in her tracks.

After a few seconds of hesitation, Lydia slowly turned her head. "Yes, Mrs. Chivers?"

Cherise looked at her and said calmly, "I happen to need some help, especially from a girl. If you don't mind the low pay, you can stay!"

Cherise was not a saint, but she was not a heartless woman either.

Lydia had made mistakes, but most of them were caused by her dysfunctional family.

If possible, Cherise would like to give her a chance.

Cherise's words, though soft, carried great strength, like a key unlocking a fate that had been tightly choked.

The moment it was unlocked, there was a "click, and the constriction disappeared, replaced by light and smooth sailing.

Lydia's face lit up, and she nodded firmly. "Yes, I'll stay?"

"Welcome, Lydia!"

The others were also very warm, showing no trace of disdain or dissatisfaction.

At the Dark Web Division.

Morris had just arrived when Jagger and Cora followed shortly after.

They brought quite a few people with them.

They looked quite aggressive.

The Dark Web Division was a forbidden area, and the guards naturally did not allow them to enter.

At this moment, Jagger and Cora were somewhat acting their age.

'Open the door, or let Morris come out and see us!"

Standing at the entrance of the Dark Web Division was Leo, who sternly shouted, "The Dark Web Division is a restricted area. The rules are clear. Unwanted people should leave immediately. Anyone who disobeys will face the consequences.

"Please go home, Mr. and Mrs. Walton, and wait patiently. Everything will be handled fairly and justly."

"Bullshit!" Leo's words were met with a direct retort from Jagger, who looked quite angry.

"Who do you think you are to talk to me like that? When I was building my empire, where were you and your boss? Even if Morris comes out, I won't give him the time of day. He's nothing to me.

"Get Morris out here now, or release my daughter. Otherwise, my men will start breaking down the door. I won't be responsible for what happens next."

Cora chimed in, "Don't waste time with them. Without us, there would be no peaceful life for them in Clusia.

"Morris is nothing. It would be better if Arthur came to negotiate with us. These people just need to be put in their place."

Leo could not stand anyone speaking ill of Morris, and it hurt him more than anything. He retorted sharply, "You two old fossils, it's a different era now. You can't rely on past achievements.

"You think I'm young and naive? You were just minor players back then. If it weren't for Mr. Dorian Finch leading the way, where would you be today?

"You just rode the coattails of success. I'm not afraid to die. What are you going to do? If you say ill of Mr. Chivers again, I'll take you down!"

"You!" Jagger pointed at him, now thoroughly enraged.

"Break down the door. Hit it hard. Teach this disrespectful person a lesson. I don't believe Arthur won't give me some face."

"Yes, sir!" At his command, dozens of his men picked up large sticks and began to batter the door.

Leo made a quick decision. "Strengthen the defense! Everyone, follow orders!" The Dark Web Division had plenty of manpower, and each one was a top-tier

elite,

blocking the entrance to prevent the Waltons from getting through.

Jagger watched from behind and shouted, "Attack with everything you've got! I'll take responsibility for whatever happens."

As soon as his wild words fell, another voice, equally powerful but righteous, rang out, "My Dark Web Division won't tolerate such reckless behavior!"

With that, Morris emerged from the gate, dressed in a dark green training suit, his strong and fit physique exuding an air of dominance.