Chapter 32
\nReturn Of The Real Heiress: Secrets And Masks novel Chapter 32<\/p>\n
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Just as Cherise decided to check Morris\u2019s ID, a knock on the door stopped her. She looked up to find Morris had already wrapped up his work and powered down his computer.<\/p>\n
Cherise shook her head, massaging her temples, and dismissed he notion that Morris could be King. Crow\u2019s description of King as a disheveled individual didn\u2019t match Morris\u2019s polished demeanor at all.<\/p>\n
Leo walked in and spotted Cherise on the sofa. His respect for her, already considerable due to her part in Phoebe\u2019s recovery, grew even more. \u201cMs. Leach, you\u2019ve had quite the day he said, nodding to her.<\/p>\n
Cherise responded with a kind smile and a nod.<\/p>\n
Leo, scratching his head, looked a bit bashful. As he turned to Morris, he felt a shiver run through him under the intense scrutiny. \u201cEverything\u2019s been handled, Mr. Chivers,\u201d he reported.<\/p>\n
Morris simply hummed in acknowledgment, then turned to Cherise. \u201cLet\u2019s get going. You\u2019ve been waiting long enough. I\u2019ll take you out for a meal<\/p>\n
Cherise, picking up on Morris\u2019s preoccupation, said, \u201cYou look busy. If there\u2019s more you need to do, I can head home on my own. She reached for her bag, preparing to leave.<\/p>\n
Morris strolled over to Cherise and caught her hand as she reached for her bag. \u201cMy schedule is clear; all the loose ends are sorted. You\u2019re not going home alone, not while I\u2019m around. Leo and the team can finish up here,\u201d he assured her.<\/p>\n
Leo, holding back a sigh at the thought of his own piled\u2013up tasks that left little room for personal life, chimed in, \u201cMs. Leach, your part is done here. Enjoy a relaxing dinner with Mr. Chivers We\u2019ve got everything covered.\u201d<\/p>\n
Morris sent Leo a look of affirmation.<\/p>\n
Cherise, observing the interaction, gently freed her hand from Morris\u2019s grip and slung her hag over her shoulder. \u201cSounds like a plan. Let\u2019s roll\u201d<\/p>\n
As she let go of his hand to fix her bag, Morris felt a brief sense of loss.<\/p>\n
After a light dinner following their snacks at the Chivers residence, Morris ensured Cherise made it home safely.<\/p>\n
Upon arrival, Cherise made quick work of freshening up before collapsing into bed, utterly exhausted.<\/p>\n
With a determined stride, Morris re\u2013entered the Chivers residence, his earlier tenderness with Cherise now replaced by a resolute focus. He had a task to complete.<\/p>\n
Down in the historic home\u2019s basement, two burly men in dark suits stood vigilant. Inside, Ruth, a long\u2013time servant of Phoebe, knelt with a shattered spirit.<\/p>\n
When she was brought to the basement, a deep sense of despair enveloped her; she grasped the dire implications.<\/p>\n
Morris\u2019s authoritative presence dominated the room as he questioned Ruth. \u201cRuth, how have the Chivers treated you? How has my grandmother treated you?\u201d His tone was resolute and insistent.<\/p>\n
\u201cVery well,\u201d Ruth replied, her voice barely audible. \u201cI\u2019ve betrayed her past kindness to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJoseph forced you into this, right?\u201d Morris asked, his tone calm yet intense.<\/p>\n
Ruth\u2019s head snapped up, her eyes wide with surprise. \u201cYou\u2019re aware? But I can\u2019t say anything. They\u2019re holding my son. If they find out I\u2019ve revealed anything, they\u2019ll kill him.\u201d She broke down into sobs as she spoke.<\/p>\n
Morris\u2019s fury was evident as he confronted Ruth. \u201cThat doesn\u2019t justify you putting drugs in my grandma\u2019s medicine,\u201d he<\/p>\n
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bellowed.<\/p>\n
His tone dripping with disdain, he said, \u201cThe surveillance shows you every night, placing those substances by my grandma\u2019s side. She trusted you, and you\u2019ve let her down.\u201d<\/p>\n
As he spoke, he threw a vial at Ruth, causing it to break on the floor and release a strong, pungent odor into the room. \u201cIf you\u2019d told me Joseph was coercing you, I could\u2019ve found a way to help. But you\u2019ve forced my hand\u201d<\/p>\n
Overwhelmed by guilt, Ruth begged, \u201cTve made a grave mistake, Mr. Chivers. I beg for your mercy. My son\u2026 you must help him.\u201d Tears cascaded down her cheeks as she moved towards Morris on her knees.<\/p>\n
Morris\u2019s expression turned even darker, and with a vicious kick. He sent Ruth sprawling, a trickle of blood oozing from her mouth.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was for Grandma. Whether you live or die is up to her now he stated, then turned and walked away without a backward glance.<\/p>\n
As Morris left the room, he was greeted by Leo and a stern\u2013looking man with a passing resemblance to Leo. Hugh Sanchez, another of Morris\u2019s assistants, seemed even more imposing without the glasses that Leo typically wore.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019ve brought Joseph here,\u201d Hugh reported with a nod.<\/p>\n
\u201cCut off his hand and tell Harold to come pick him up\u201d Morris ordered, his gaze as deep and impenetrable as the abyss, Hugh acknowledged with a brisk \u201cUnderstood, and promptly departed to carry out the directive.<\/p>\n
Soon after, a sharp, anguished scream broke the silence.<\/p>\n
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