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

Chapter 595
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Chapter 595 Claire looked around and sighed.

Then she took a deep breath to muster up her courage.

Taking a glance inside, she walked in.

"It's quite beautiful here. The owner has good taste." Claire muttered as she entered the house and saw the decoration of the house.

Then she thought of something and muttered, "Oh, god. Mateo didn't tellwhere Arthur was. How can I find him? The house is so big that Arthur is hard to find." And with that, she called out softly, "Mr. Jarrett! Mr. Jarrett! Are you there? It's Claire. I'm here.

"Mr. Jarrett! Arthur! Hank's father!" She shouted more and more loudly.

No one responded, and she said, “Forget it. I'd better sit on the sofa and wait for a while. After all, he is Hank's father. I should give him a good impression." Then she sat down gracefully on the sofa in the living room and waited quietly.

Claire was pretty today, wearing a rosy sleeveless dress with a V-neck.

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Highlighted by her fair and flawless skin, she looked even more beautiful than ever. The skirt just covered her knees, revealing her slender, white calf. It was very hot today, so she used a butterfly clip to attach her black hair, revealing a smooth and delicate neck without any wrinkles.

From afar, she was a graceful and poised woman of indeterminate age.

Approaching her, you would find her rapidly typing a stream of complaints on her phone: [Oh my god, Cherise, you have no idea how long I spent in the car to get here. And that wasn't enough. Since I got here, however I called out, no one has responded. I know he's a powerful man with a lot of work to do, but he should have been punctual. How could a man leave a beautiful woman likesitting on the sofa, waiting so long? [And his assistant ran off even without bringingto him.

[What's more, the guards here all look stern, and none of them are willing to speak.

[I shouldn't have come. I want to go home.] Cherise replied quickly, but all she sent was just an ellipsis.

Seeing the ellipses Cherise sent, Claire sighed, "Well, my daughter is no help at a tlike this. I'll Then she checked her recent calls for Arthur's number and called him back.

The phone answered after a while, "Hello." give give him a call." Hearing the call answered, Claire let out a breath. "Hello, Mr. Jarrett, where are you? I've arrived at your house. I'm now sitting on the sofa in the living room." Hearing what Claire said, Arthur on the other end of the phone paused for a few seconds before he slowly said, "Yes, I know. I'm right behind you." 1/3 12:40 Sat, 22 Feb 04.

Chapter 595 0 "What?" Claire shouted in confusion, "Behind me?" As she spoke, she turned around and looked around, "No one is here. Where are you?" "Look up, upstairs, second floor." Hearing this, Claire stood up immediately and looked up to the second floor, The big shot who often appeared on TV was indeed standing by the railing on the second floor, quite casually. His eyes were fixed on Claire.

Seeing him, Claire was stunned. She thought he would wear a suit and leather shoes as usual.

But today he wore casual clothes: a white short-sleeved polo shirt and black quick-drying pants. He was less overpowering than usual, but more friendly and stylish.

"Oh, I see you. Well, Mr. Jarrett, I'll come..." Before Claire had finished, Arthur interrupted her, “No-need. I'll go down. Wait for me." "Oh, okay." Claire followed what Arthur said and nodded in agreement.

Then she saw Arthur walking down the stairs. Only then did she realize that she was still holding her phone to her ear. Before Arthur approached, she quickly put it in her bag.

Soon, Arthur cto Claire. Seeing somewhat nervous she was, he said gently, "I was delayed by something. Have a seat. You don't have to be so restrained before me." After he finished speaking, he gestured gentlemanly for Claire to take a seat.

Claire smiled, but she couldn't help but thought, 'Con! Man, who are you? Anyone would be nervous before you. But she didn't dare to say it out loud. She nodded politely to Arthur and sat down on the sofa elegantly.

Seeing Claire sit down, Arthur took a seat on the sofa beside her.

The distance between them was not close, but not far either. It was close enough for them to see each other clearly.

Admittedly, it was very rare to have such top-notch skin and mental state at their age.

In front of the sofa was a white marble coffee table with a tea set that was gorgeous.

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Arthur reached out and began to make tea.

Claire observed him and thought, 'Hank's father is elegant and grounded in his movements.

When the tea was ready, he poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Claire. "Here, taste it." Claire was thirsty, so she nodded and took a sip of tea.

Claire finished the tea and said, "It's good, leaving a lingering fragrance between my lips and teeth." Arthur saw that she liked it, curled his lips, picked up the tea pot, and poured her another cup. "Are you used to living in Betrico this time?" It seems that he was saying hi to an old friend.

Claire paused for a long tand answered, "Well, it's all ed. My m children are all here, and I'm resilient.

Everything is okay." 9/3 Sat, 22 Feb 664 • Chapter 595 Arthur looked into her eyes and listened to her seriously as Claire talked to him.

When she finished, he didn't look away.

☐☐☐☐75%° +23 Seeing this, Claire narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at him. "Mr. Jarrett, what's matter? Is there something on my face?" Then she picked up her phone and turned on the camera to check. "Nothing" Her action made Arthur laugh. "So you're actually who you are everyone says. They are right."

Claire was more confused by his words. "What do you mean? I don't understand you. Is it because our cultural standards are different? No, no, no, I also graduated from college, though I'm no match for you. Everyone? Who are they? What did they say?"

Hearing what she said, Arthur laughed harder. His smile was kind, making people relax. He had a kind of quality that had been developed across the ages. "Everyone says that you are pretty, gorgeous, generous and bright, and you're interesting. That's it. What they said is right."