Chapter 135
\nReturn Of The Real Heiress: Secrets And Masks novel Chapter 135<\/p>\n
Chapter 135<\/p>\n
Morris and Liam stepped out of their respective cars. One was handsome and noble, while the other was refined and graceful, drawing the gazes of many passersby,<\/p>\n
Seeing each other, a flash of surprise crossed both of their eyes. However, neither revealed any reaction. They nodded politely and entered Ebb & Flow together.<\/p>\n
At the bar in Ebb & Flow, Cherise and Dora, who had just been hugging, were now seated apart with Truman sitting between<\/p>\n
them.<\/p>\n
Dora propped her head up, looking dazed. Perhaps she had drunk too much.<\/p>\n
Cherise stared blankly at Truman, holding a silver needle in her hand.<\/p>\n
In front of Truman lay a sheet of paper alongside a pen. The sheet bore two instructions: the first requested the value of to 100 decimal places. Below it, the approximation of n was noted\u2026<\/p>\n
Truman wore an expression of sheer helplessness, glancing at the silver needle in Cherise\u2019s hand as he trembled and spoke. \u201cCherise, ah, no, Stunning Cherise, or should I say, Your Highness, Mrs. Chivers?<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease, have mercy. Can we bargain a bit? How about 8 decimal places? Or maybe 10? I really don\u2019t remember it all,<\/p>\n
Before he could finish, Cherise expressionlessly jabbed the needle into Truman\u2019s chin.<\/p>\n
The pain brought tears to Truman\u2019s eyes as he whimpered, \u201cMrs Chivers, I\u2019ll write it, I\u2019ll write it! Please don\u2019t poke me again, okay? Please, no more needles, I\u2019ll do it, I swear!\u201d<\/p>\n
The next moment, Cherise pulled the needle out, her vacant eyes fixed on Truman as she murmured, \u201cYour breath smells bad. That poke was for your halitosis.\u201d<\/p>\n
Truman picked up the pen, muttering tearfully, \u201cWell, I guess I should thank you for that!\u201d<\/p>\n
un<\/p>\n
As he spoke, he quickly covered his mouth with one hand, while his other hand shakily wrote down. \u201c3.14159265358979323816261338\u2026<\/p>\n
After a few more digits, Truman stopped, scratching his head in frustration, completely unable to remember the rest. With a resigned look, he sighed. \u201cAlright, I surrender! I just can\u2019t do it. Go ahead and poke me again.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cherise held the silver needle, staring blankly at Truman as she scanned him from head to toe, her gaze finally settling on his lower abdomen.<\/p>\n
Following her gaze, Truman\u2019s lips quivered in fear, and he stammered, \u201cCh\u2013Cherise. Ms. Xenakis, help me, Ms. Xenakis!\u201d However, Dora had already fallen asleep at the bar.<\/p>\n
Truman wailed internally as he watched Cherise slowly raise herhand, aiming carefully, and bringing the needle closer.<\/p>\n
In a panic, he shut his eyes tight, counting down in his head. 5, 3, 2. L. Wait, it doesn\u2019t hurt? Is it over? Huh, no pain? Or is it not done yet?\u2018 he wondered.<\/p>\n
Chapter 135<\/p>\n
gently holding the hand with the needle. In a soft voice, Morrisid, \u201cCherise, I\u2019m here. Put the needle down.<\/p>\n
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The moment Truman saw Morris, his eyes lit up as if seeing his savior. His lips trembled, ready to speak, but Morris silenced him with a single glance.<\/p>\n
Then, Truman noticed Liam standing behind Morris. He furrowed his brows in confusion. Liam Wilson? The esteemed pianist? What brings him here? Hadn\u2019t I already told the staff to top letting people in? he wondered. Curious, he asked, \u201cLiam, what brings you here?\u201d<\/p>\n
Seeing Liam\u2019s gaze fall affectionately on the sleeping Dora, Truman widened his eyes. \u201cNo way! Are you the\u2026 the jerk that broke her heart?\u201d<\/p>\n
Morris merely raised an eyebrow at Truman\u2019s words, his eyes fixed solely on his girlfriend resting in his arms. \u201cCherise, how about I take you home?\u201d he murmured softly, his voice reaching Cherise\u2019s ears.<\/p>\n
Hearing Morris\u2019s familiar voice and inhaling his familiar scent, Cherise closed her eyes, shook her head slightly as if to clear her mind, and slowly forced her eyes open, trying to stay conscious.<\/p>\n
Seeing Cherise struggling to stay awake, Morris\u2019s heart ached. He held her tighter. \u201cIt\u2019s okay, babe. Don\u2019t force yourself. Let\u2019s forget everything and jug test.\u201d<\/p>\n
Yet, in the next moment, Cherise opened her eyes fully, looking up at Morris with a slightly dazed expression. \u201cMorris, you\u2019re here?\u201d<\/p>\n
Yeah, shall we go home?\u201d Morris coaxed softly.<\/p>\n
Cherise nodded, then shook her head, looking up at Morris. \u201cWant for me a moment.\u201d With that, she turned and, slightly unsteady, walked over toward Dora, with Morris following closely behind.<\/p>\n
Liam stood behind Dora, about to reach out to lift her up, but Cherise extended her hand to block him.<\/p>\n
\u201cCherise, what are you doing?\u201d Liam asked, confused.<\/p>\n
Cherise looked at him seriously. I just want to know what you feel about Dora. You made her wait for you for so many years. but when you came back, you didn\u2019t go to her right away.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf you\u2019re not serious about her, I suggest you end it now while she\u2019s still young. Don\u2019t waste her time.\u201d<\/p>\n
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