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

Chapter 606 42% +5 Public opinion about Lydia and the Walton family was still churning. However, Claire, who was the subject of their attention was completely unfazed. She was just like that, never taking things to heart.

Hank glanced at the timed message he had set up on his phone and then at Claire, who was sitting on the sofa watching a palace . He shook his head slightly. "I admire you, Claire. You have such a big heart." After thinking for a while, he walked towards Claire and sat down beside her.

Claire, who had been engrossed in watching a palace , felt the sofa sink next to her and glanced sideways. "Why are you suddenly sitting so close? Do you have sbad news to tell me?" Then she hissed. “No, why does your face look so much like your father's? It must be the genes. You'd better stay away from me. Why do you suddenly look so unpleasant?" Hank, who was about to say something to Claire, was suddenly puzzled. He thought, 'What had gotten into her?' He felt like she had been acting strangely ever since she went to see his father the other night.

Even when he occasionally mentioned the names Arthur, Father, or Dad, she would give him a strange look, a mixture of disgust and avoidance. It was very strange.

Hank prioritized the bigger picture and moved away from her. He only sat back down when he felt a safe distance. "Mom, please don't get excited. I just want to ask you something. It's not bad news." Claire pursed her lips. “Just say it." Hank cleared his throat and laughed awkwardly, "Mom, I just wanted to ask, do you feel bad that people online were slandering you the other day? I think you have a big heart." Claire rolled her eyes at him. "What's the big deal? I've done nothing wrong. All those untrue words are just noise to me. I don't care. They can say whatever they want. It's their mouth. It doesn't hurt me." Hank looked at his mother, who was smiling brightly, and gave her a gratified smile. "I admire you. I need to learn from your positive attitude.

"But, Mom. Look at Ms. Leach, she's someone who will retaliate for the slightest, grievance. I'm about the same. But I see you always happy and cheerful, never anxious." Hearing that, Claire, who was holding the remote control and was about to change the channel, stopped what she was doing, turned her head to look at her son, and said, "Cherise is very important to me.

"What about me? Am I not?" Although Claire said so, Hank was actually convinced, but he still asked casually. Claire said, "You're a boy. Go away." Just like that, the mother and son sat together, chatting leisurely in a relaxed and lively atmosphere. No one envied anyone, only silently valuing each other in their hearts.

Just as Claire and Hank were chatting, the doorbell rang. The two looked at each other, and Hank got up. Not knowing who it was, Hank walked to the door and opened it. “Who are you?" he asked.

A man in a black suit and rimless glasses stood at the door. He nodded politely to Hank and said, “Hello, is Ms. Claire home?" "No, Hank replied without hesitation. Claire, who heard the voice inside, didn't make a move and continued to sit on the 1/2 10.09 MUIT, 24 rew ג ☐☐☐ 42%☐☐ Chapter 606 sofa.

The man obviously didn't believe it and directly handed the gift box in his hand to Hank. “This is a gift from our boss to Ms. Claire. There is also a letter in it. Please helpdeliver the gift." "Who are you? Can't I not accept it? However, before Hank could finish his sentence, the man in black disappeared in front of him at an extremely fast speed, giving him no chance to refute.

"Who was that?" Only after the man was gone did Claire sit on the sofa and ask.

Hank walked in and carefully checked the box. After finding nothing unusual, he sat next to Claire and opened it. Hank said, "It's for you. I don't know what it is, but I'm afraid it might not be good, so I need to be here with you when you open it. Claire agreed.

As soon as he opened it, Hank exclaimed, "Chocolate? Such an old-fashioned gift, who is this person? This is an outdated way to pursue girls from centuries ago." But Claire was different. When she saw the chocolate and the brand, her bright eyes flickered, and she immediately knew who sent it.

She hissed, "Hank, throw this chocolate in the trash." Hank was surprised. "Why? Is there something wrong with the chocolate?" Claire shook her head, her expression grave in a way she hadn't been since she woke up. There's nothing wrong with the chocolate. This brand is quite expensive and delicious, a globally limited edition.

"It's a shto throw it away, but there's something wrong with the person who gavethis box of chocolates." "Who is it?" Hank was becoming increasingly curious.

Claire had already taken the box of chocolates to the trash can outside the door. She threw it away, clapped NO her hands, and walked back to Hank.

With her arms crossed, she said, "Tristan." After a pause, she added, "No, I need to tell Cherise about this."

Cherise received Claire's call just as she and Morris cout of the obstetrics and gynecologdepartment of Betrico Hospital. The call didn't surprise her. She had learned about Tristan and Claire's past stago.

Fortunately, her mother had informed her of the perceived danger at the first irst opportunity, thus avoiding a lot of unnecessary trouble later on. Cherise said, "Okay, be careful. When you want to go out, let Hank, Crow and the others accompany you 2/2 # AD Comment Send gift No^~ 16:10 Mon, 1 Feb Chapter 607