Chapter 505
\nReturn Of The Real Heiress: Secrets And Masks novel Chapter 505<\/p>\n
Chapter 505<\/p>\n
An hour later, at the highest\u2013security banquet hall in Clusia, the atmosphere was tense and quiet.<\/p>\n
Black\u2013suited security personnel were everywhere, giving the space an air of authority and top\u2013level vigilance,<\/p>\n
When the Translation Bureau staff arrived, Arthur and Ostara\u2019s guests had not yet arrived.<\/p>\n
Amir made some arrangements, and after Stella nodded, she seemed quite at ease as she took her seat. The only thing left to do now was wait for Arthur and the guests to arrive.<\/p>\n
About half an hour later, Arthur, with his commanding presence and his guests from Ostara, entered through the door, all smiles.<\/p>\n
All the staff present stood up immediately and turned to face the entrance as the two of them walked in.<\/p>\n
It was the first time in eleven years that Stella had seen Arthur again. This time, her heart was racing so fast that it felt like it might leap right out of her throat.<\/p>\n
Stella gripped her notebook tightly as if she might tear a hole through it any second.<\/p>\n
But in such a formal setting, Stella knew better than to let her emotions show. She forced herself to control the overwhelming urge inside and focused on steadying her breath as she waited for Arthur to walk past her.<\/p>\n
Stella wasn\u2019t sure if, after all these years, Arthur would still recognize the girl who had once shared a neighborhood with him and been his junior.<\/p>\n
In her eyes, Arthur was as striking as ever, with a presence that commanded attention. Now, with his new position, he seemed even more brilliant and impossible to ignore.<\/p>\n
Indeed, Stella was the interpreter for Arthur today, facilitating the meeting between Clusia and Ostara.<\/p>\n
After shaking hands with the leaders of Ostara, Arthur began walking toward her.<\/p>\n
As he approached, Stella felt her heart begin to race again, her calm quickly slipping away. She tried to maintain her composure, but it was harder than she expected.<\/p>\n
This time, however, Arthur was different, his face expressionless, stern, and calm.<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t seem to care about the people around him, much less acknowledge Stella, as he walked to a nearby sofa and sat down with authority.<\/p>\n
Stella knew what kind of situation this was. Actually, she wasn\u2019t expecting much. She refocused her attention and readied herself to act as Arthur\u2019s interpreter once again.<\/p>\n
The entire event went smoothly, but throughout the proceedings, Stella found herself somewhat distracted.<\/p>\n
Afterward, the interpreters followed the group out.<\/p>\n
After watching the Ostara guests get into their cars and leave, Arthur spoke briefly to his assistant and prepared to head back to the Betrico Central Mansions.<\/p>\n
\u201cArthur, wait a minute.\u201d Stella\u2019s voice called out, and she took a couple of steps forward.<\/p>\n
Arthur indeed stopped, turning his head to look at the woman who had called him. \u201cWho are you?\u201d<\/p>\n
Stella froze at his response.<\/p>\n
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His assistant Mateo spoke up. \u201cMr. Jarrett, this is your interprete from carlier.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur nodded. \u201cWe\u2019ve met.\u201d<\/p>\n
Stella, caught off guard, bit her lip nervously and spoke. \u201cI\u2019m Stella Walton. Do you remember me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cStella? Are you from the Walton family?\u201d Arthur asked.<\/p>\n
That question struck Stella like a blow. She couldn\u2019t believe it. Arthur had completely forgotten who she was, not even recognizing she was of the Walton family.<\/p>\n
Arthur was about to speak again but Mateo interrupted. \u201cMr. Jarrett, we don\u2019t have much time. We need to leave.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur nodded. Without sparing another glance at Stella, he turned and led the group away.<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
The weekend arrived, and summer was in full swing.<\/p>\n
The weather outside looked scorching hot first thing in the morning, a taste of the summer heat.<\/p>\n
Today was the day Cherise and Morris had planned for their private beach date.<\/p>\n
Cherise returned from her run, dripping with sweat, and looked at the luggage that had already been prepared and Morris, who was standing nearby. \u201cSo early?<\/p>\n
\u201cDidn\u2019t we agree to leave at 9? It\u2019s only 7 now. How did you already pack everything while I was out for a run?\u201d<\/p>\n
Morris crossed his arms and smiled. \u201cOf course. I don\u2019t want to miss a single trip with you, Cherise. There\u2019s no rush. Take your time, I\u2019ll wait as long as you need.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cherise crossed her arms and leaned against the wall. \u201cMr. Chivers, do you have something planned? Or are you about to surprise me again, like last time when you proposed at Saphira?\u201d<\/p>\n
Morris chuckled lightly. He didn\u2019t want to hide anything from her and felt that this was something they needed to prepare together before the wedding.<\/p>\n
Morris spoke frankly. \u201cThe wedding is about a month away. One of the most important parts before the wedding is the wedding photoshoot. Mrs. Chivers, would you be interested in that?\u201d<\/p>\n
Cherise raised an eyebrow. She had thought about taking wedding photos but she hadn\u2019t expected Morris to have already arranged it. She nodded knowingly.<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
Several hours later, on a secluded island, with blue skies, white clouds, the ocean, the beach, and seagulls, everything was perfectly relaxed.<\/p>\n
It was clear that their wedding photoshoot would be in the form of a destination shoot.<\/p>\n
It was just the two of them, no assistants, no Steven, Leo, or Hugh, no makeup artists or photographers, just them, and no one else.<\/p>\n
All that was there was a drone, capturing their beautiful journey together.<\/p>\n
This was the wish that Morris had extracted from Cherise in their previous conversations.<\/p>\n
Cherise had hoped for a beach trip with Morris, just the two of them, without any interruptions from anyone else.<\/p>\n
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And here they were, with nothing but each other.<\/p>\n
At the only seven\u2013star hotel on the island, in the presidential suite, Morris sat by the floor\u2013to\u2013ceiling windows, gazing at the<\/p>\n
vast ocean view outside.<\/p>\n
It was supposed to be a secluded island, but from up here, he could see that the beach wasn\u2019t exactly empty.<\/p>\n
Morris had swapped his usual serious suit for a more relaxed outfit, a simple, plain gray T\u2013shirt and black cotton\u2013linen beach shorts, paired with a high\u2013quality black pair of sandals.<\/p>\n
While gazing at the beach, he glanced over at the walk\u2013in closet, waiting for Cherise, who was changing clothes.<\/p>\n
With a soft click, Cherise stepped out of the fitting room.<\/p>\n
At the sound, Morris turned his head, his eyes widening slightly<\/p>\n
Cherise was wearing a swimsuit that perfectly accentuated her figure. The swimsuit was a vibrant orange, matching the scorching summer weather outside, making her skin appear even more radiant.<\/p>\n
She had thrown on a sheer cover\u2013up, but due to the translucent fabric, along with her long, slender legs, arms, and graceful neck exposed beneath, her already stunning figure appeared even more alluring, almost teasing.<\/p>\n
Morris instinctively reached for his forehead, momentarily distracted. He glanced back toward the people playing on the beach, suddenly realizing he hadn\u2019t packed this outfit for her.<\/p>\n
\u201cReady to go?\u201d Cherise asked from behind him.<\/p>\n
Morris turned, nodding, his expression neutral. \u201cCherise, that swimsuit looks great on you, but I don\u2019t remember packing it in your luggage.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cherise checked herself in the mirror by the wall. \u201cI think it\u2019s perfect. I really like it, and it\u2019s just right for the beach.<\/p>\n
\u201cI went to Taylor Vogue the other day, and Xenia gave it to me. I\u2019ve been keeping it in my bag and didn\u2019t take it out.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-528","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/528","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=528"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}