Return Of The Real Heiress: Secrets And Masks

Just like that, Cherise embarked on her wedding leave. She smiled and waved to the students from the Traditional Medicine Department before walking out of the classroom.

She hadn't taken more than a few steps when Hank came running out after her. He chased after her, shouting, "Ms. Leach, Ms. Leach, wait for me."

Hearing his voice, Cherise stopped and turned around. Looking at the person approaching, she slightly curved her lips and asked, "What's up?"

Hank seemed a bit shy today. He scratched his head, took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket, and handed it to Cherise. "This is a drawing by Clara. She's good at painting. She said it's to thank you for curing her illness." "Go ahead and open it. I've already taken a peek. She said it's a picture of you getting married. It's not worth much, but I hope you'll like it." After saying this, Hank let out a couple of giggles.

Cherise took the drawing from Hank and unfolded it, raising an eyebrow as she looked at it. Clara's drawing was impressive. She thought, 'If this child hadn't grown up in the orphanage, her life might have taken a different path.' Looking up at Hank, she said, "Thank Clara for me, and tell her that if she wants to learn painting, she can give me a call."

Hank nodded, understanding what Cherise meant. "Ms. Leach? Then I have to thank you on Clara's behalf. Thank you, thank you."

Cherise smiled, glancing at Hank's shoulders. She took two steps forward and, as they were about to pass each other and he was completely off guard, she gently patted him on the shoulder. "You're welcome. It's nothing. Just a small favor." "Alright, that's it for now. The orphanage is still under renovation, so you should head back and help. I've got some things to take care of too. Let's part ways here," she said.

They said their goodbyes and went their separate ways-one to the left and the other to the right.

In the car, Hugh asked Cherise, "Mrs. Chivers, shall we head straight back to the Chivers Residence?"

Cherise looked down at the hair tightly gripped in her hand and said softly, "I have something to take care of first. Let's stop by GlobalVision Group first. I'll head home after I'm done."

Half an hour later, as soon as Cherise got out of the car in the parking lot of GlobalVision Group, she saw Dora holding her daughter who was getting out of the car seat.

Seeing the soft and adorable baby, Cherise's motherly love overflowed instantly. "My little princess, it's been so long. Did you miss me?"

The baby smiled happily, whether because Cherise was being so gentle or because the baby found her very likable. Dora, standing nearby, teased Cherise, "Judging by your reaction, you should put this on your agenda after the wedding." Cherise reached out and tickled the baby's tender cheeks. "We need to have a little princess this cute."

Hearing this, Dora rolled her eyes. "Come on, with your genes, no matter what, you'll have a good-looking baby, right?"

Cherise smiled sweetly at Dora's daughter, "We'll see. Little princess, I have to run some errands now, but I'll come find you in your mom's office later."

In the basement of GlobalVision Group, it was still that same laboratory. Today, Crow wasn't there; only Cherise was present.

After changing into a lab coat, she sat quietly in front of the operating table.

She glanced at the hair sample under the testing machine, seemed to ponder for a moment, then turned and walked over to the computer. The genetic database of Arthur was encrypted and locked with multiple layers of protection. It took Cherise about ten minutes to retrieve all the data. Looking at the information displayed on the large screen, she seemed to relax a bit.

She got up and returned to the

testing machine. Her fingers moved swiftly, adjusting various values and parameters. Fifteen minutes later, a series of coherent numbers printed out from the special printer with a whoosh sound.

Hearing the sound, Cherise finished tidying up all the tools on the experimental table, took off her lab coat, and then slowly walked over to the special printer. She took out the test results of the hair. Looking at the results, Cherise compared them with the numbers on the screen about Arthur just now, and her lips curled up slightly. "Just as I thought."

She took out her phone and called Morris. Morris answered quickly, "Cherise, do you miss me?"

Hearing this, Cherise's face lit up with a delighted smile, "Well, I do miss you. But right now, I have some important news for you. The gene comparison between Hank and Mr. Jarrett is out." ""What's the result?" Morris asked over the phone.

Cherise looked at the numerical comparison in her hand. "99.9%. The parent-child relationship is established. The test report will be sent to you shortly."noveldrama

Morris paused for a moment and said, "Okay."

Cherise continued, "If I'm not mistaken, Hank probably knows about his relationship with Mr. Jarrett himself."

After hanging up, the image of the test report was sent to Morris. After taking a glance, Morris got up and drove to the Betrico Central Mansions.

It was still the same office where Arthur had been before. Arthur sat opposite him and wore his work suit, which meant something was up.

Arthur asked somewhat heavily, "Is it about that young boy from last time?"

Morris nodded. "Cherise has figured out the test results. The parent-child relationship is established, with a numerical comparison as high as 99.9%."

Hearing this, Arthur showed a rare look of surprise that he hadn't had since he became a person of authority. His hands seemed to curl up slightly in what appeared to be nervousness. Morris leaned back in his chair lazily and asked in a teasing tone, "So, who is she?"

Unexpectedly, Arthur seemed to be in a dilemma, shaking his head. "I don't know. I'm not sure if it's something from fifteen years ago in Astamia. I have a vague memory, but it's not clear." Morris propped his cheek with his hand and raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. "Well, we've done our part here. What happens next is up to you."

After saying this, he placed the wedding invitation on his desk and got up to leave.

As soon as Morris left, Arthur opened his drawer and took out a pink button that had been sitting there for a long time, along with the photo of Hank that Morris had given him last time.

After examining them carefully for a moment, he murmured, "Could it be you? But then, who would you be?"

Just as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

The person knocking was Arthur's assistant, Mateo. He walked up to the desk, nodded respectfully, and said, "Mr. Jarrett, Mr. Walton's assistant came to ask if you're available for a meal together today."

"He asked a few days ago as well,

but you had an ambassador to meet

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then, so it was postponed. This is his second time asking. Also, I received word that Mr. Walton met with Mr. Dorian Finch the other day," he said.

Hearing this, Arthur put the items back in the drawer and said, "Tomorrow then. Clear my schedule for tomorrow at noon and arrange it at the mansion's cafeteria. I'm busy today Later, you're coming with me to meet someone. Be mindful and ensure confidentiality."