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

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On Carson's lake island, today marked the first tin all his tin Betrico that so many people had appeared on his usually quiet island.

The place was packed with people in black suits, the atmosphere solemn and grand.

Inside the study, Carson sat leisurely in the main seat, brewing coffee with skilled, graceful movements.

It had to be said, that the more tpassed, the more Carson's knowledge and composure were evident. Across from him sat Arthur, a man who commanded respect from everyone in today's world.

It was rare to see Arthur so humble, but in front of Carson, that was exactly how he was "Mr. Garcia, you've been in Betrico for quite stnow, and this is my first tvisiting your island. I'm truly sorry about that. Your island is incredible. It's like paradise! I'll definitely be coming here more often," Arthur said. Carson poured a cup of coffee and handed it to Arthur with a smile. "You're in such a high position now, handling so many matters daily. For you to chere often would be inappropriate.

"It's rare for you to have the tto visit, so I'd like you to try sfresh coffee beans that were just harvested and roasted right here on the island." Arthur eagerly took the cup and sipped. "This is great coffee. It leaves a delightful taste on my lips and teeth. I'm lucky! The first tI visit, and I get to taste fresh coffee!" After finishing the coffee, Arthur put the cup down and looked at Carson with a serious expression Carson took a sip of his own coffee and placed the cup down. "What's wrong? Something troubling you?" Arthur chuckled lightly and shook his head. "It's hard to hide anything from you, Mr. Garcia." Carson, slightly proud, responded, "I've known you since you were in military school. Even when you frown, I can tell what's on your mind.

"Not to mention, since the moment you stepped onto my island today, you've had a troubled look on your face. It's hard not to notice." Compared to being around his parents, Arthur felt more at ease with Carson. He didn't hold back and took out the photos Morris had given him from his pocket, handing them to Carson He began. "Mr. Garcia, these are photos Morris gave me. As Morris mentioned, there's no trace of any connection. The serum from Hank's gene bank doesn't match mine at all. "But he, especially in this photo without his glasses, looks so much like me. I feel like it's a pity that we're not related by blood. I don't understand this at all, so I cto ask you." Carson listened and, still smiling warmly, said, "That's something you'll have to answer yourself. Whether there's a connection or not, whether it's true or false, you know best in your heart. "As for the mystery, it will eventually be solved, but it won't be you who solves it. Your primary concern should be the people, focusing on resolving the internal issues that Clusia is facing." Arthur didn't fully understand, but since Carson said it, there must be a reason behind it.

He didn't want to dwell on his current problems. Since they rarely met, the two of them played a few rounds of chess.

1/2 13:29 Wed, Jan 8 Chapter 519 Eventually, Carson sent Arthur on his way, reminding him to focus on national affairs.

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Just as Arthur stepped out of the door and hadn't yet reached the ferry dock, Eugene approached him. "Mr. Garcia, is Arthur dealing with a difficult situation?" Carson didn't nod or shake his head. "After Cherise's wedding, the problem will be gone." Eugene was puzzled, not understanding how Arthur's situation was related to Cherise. He scratched his freshly shaved head, feeling empty inside.

Meanwhile, just as Arthur stepped ashore, Cherise's car pulled up across the river, preparing to head to the island.

Seeing the crowd of people dressed in black and sensing their powerful aura, it was obvious that Arthur, whom he had never met, had arrived.

As Cherise walked a few steps forward, she heard someone calling her name. "You must be Cherise?" With that voice, a figure emerged from behind the sea of black suits, a prominent person whom she had only ever seen on television.

Arthur approached, carrying the air of someone in a high position, with elegance, dignity, and authority.

Cherise walked up to Arthur, and when they were close enough, she nodded at him. "Mr. Jarrett, it's a pleasure to meet you." Arthur's smile was quite different from his usual serious demeanor. He looked at Cherise with warmth and friendliness. "CallingMr. Jarrett feels too distant. You're not just my junior, you're also my nephew's wife. Just callby my first name." Cherise hadn't expected Arthur to be so talkative. After a brief moment of thought, she responded, "Alright, Arthur." She nodded as she spoke.

Arthur was quite impressed with Cherise. She was poised, graceful, and had a rare kind of elegance that many women lacked.

If it were any other woman, she would likely have refused to call him by his first name.

But Cherise was different. She accepted without hesitation, and this form of address would also spare her husband any awkwardness. It was interesting, indeed. "Arthur, did you just meet with Mr. Garcia?" Cherise asked, noticing that Arthur remained silent.

Arthur replied, "Yes, it's been a while since we last met. I cover ton chat for a bit, but not long after, he sentaway, saying I have lots of national affairs to attend to."

Cherise chuckled lightly. "I see. Arthur, then I won't keep you any longer. I need to hurry up and get to I the island. First, I don't want to keep him waiting. Second, I don't want to delay any important matters for Clusia." Arthur let out a hearty laugh. "As expected, we are just like our master. Alright, I'll head off now. Cherise, if we get another chance, let's talk again." 2/2 SEND GIFT ||1 COMMENT