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

My Billionaire Family 304 The next day, Monday, started with a normal opening of the stock market.

The winter sun rose later than usual, casting a gray shadow over everything as Cherise got ready to leave.

Morris approached and wrapped his arms around her, playfully nuzzling her cheek.

At that moment, the big guy looked like a cute puppy.

Cherise looked at him fondly. "What's wrong? Are you going to miss me?" Morris's voice, low and a bit lazy, brushed against her ear. "You know I will." Cherise chuckled softly. "I'm just heading to Betrico University to finish up sholiday work before going to a press conference at GlobalVision Group at ten. We'll see each other tonight." Morris showed no signs of letting her go. "I can't get enough of you. I'm really looking forward to going to Saphira." "Why's that?" Cherise asked.

Morris chuckled and pressed a kiss on her cheek. "Once I meet Dennis and Bella, I can proudly bring you has my bride!" Cherise's face lit up with a shy smile as she playfully tapped his strong back. "I must go. You should hurry to the Monday meeting at Chivers Group-everyone is waiting for you!" Finally, Morris picked up a soft pink knit hat from the side table and placed it on Cherise's head. "Let Hugh drive. I'll see you tonight." Back at Betrico University, Cherise was about to hold a big pre-holiday summary meeting for all the faculty and students.

Scheduled from 8 to 9 a.m., the timing was perfect, allowing her to head straight to the Global Vision Group press conference after. Once the meeting ended, Hugh had already started the car and was waiting patiently outside the auditorium.

As soon as she stepped out, Cherise slid into the car.

"Ms. Leach, there's warm milk. Mr. Chivers askedto remind you to drink safter the meeting," Hugh said as she entered the vehicle.

As they left Betrico University, Cherise enjoyed the milk that Morris had prepared while her phone showed the setup for the Global Vision Group press conference happening in the lobby.

With about 45 minutes to go until the event started, most of the media representatives had already gathered and set up their gear, eager to get the first scoop.

After all, this was a major company being closely watched by the financial world, with everyone curious about whether it would go bankrupt or stay afloat.

What made it even more interesting was the mysterious CEO who had kept a low profile since the company began.

Cherise looked over the setup, finding it satisfactory before taking a last sip of milk.

Once she finished the milk, her relaxed demeanor changed suddenly.

"Ms. Leach, there's a car following closely behind us," Hugh said.

Cherise raised her gaze. "Just keep driving normally." This road was the main route connecting several top schools in Betrico, and there was usually little traffic. Unsure who was following them, she noticed that the license plates of the cars trailing them were completely covered in black.

Very few outside her tight group knew she was the CEO of GlobalVision Group.

So, it seemed likely that these followers had personal reasons for following her and not corporate ones.

'Who are they?' Fleeting images of several faces crossed Cherise's mind.

Hugh, clearly anxious, suggested, "Ms. Leach, should I tell Mr. Chivers?" "No need. You can speed up now," Cherise replied calmly.

At her command, Hugh pressed the gas pedal, and the car sped forward.

The other cars tailing them also sped up.

It felt like a scene straight out of an action movie, full of chase and excitement.

After driving a few seconds, Hugh exclaimed, "This isn't good; two more cars are coming up beside us!" "Then let's stop. I'll go and check it out; we can't waste any time." Cherise said, unbothered.

She added, "Don't worry; we're still far from Chivers Group, and there's no would jus need to tell Morris-it would just distract him. Let's be quick. And anyway, you know what I can do." After Cherise spoke, Hugh complied and brought the car to a stop. Given the situation, moving forward was no longer an option.

As he hesitated between calling Morris, Cherise had already opened the car door and stepped out. Seeing this, Hugh hurried to follow her.

The people in the black cars noticed Cherise and Hugh getting out, prompting them to exit their vehicles, too.

Upon seeing the circle of bodyguards around them, Hugh gasped. "Ms. Leach, be careful-there are so many of them!" Cherise scanned the group and estimated there were about 15 people. She smirked, a hint of boldness on her lips. "Who sent you?"

One man, dressed differently from the others and giving off anaggressive vibe spoke up, "You don't need to know that. You're as good as done anyway. "I see you have sskills, but we're all elites here-you'd better brace yourself for hell!"

Cherise didn't have tfor chit-chat; her eyes hardened as she handed her ake care of puffy jacket to Hugh. "Take my coat, it's a gift from Morris-don't let it touch the ground, and I'll need it in 10 minutes." Hugh's mouth dropped open in shock; even now, she was more worried about her coat. The bodyguards around her exchanged looks, finding her a bit tic, thinking she must have watched too many s to say such things.

But their assumptions quickly proved wrong, as Cherise moved with a speed that sent chills down their spines.