Return Of The Real Heiress: Secrets And Masks novel Chapter 465

Chapter 465 

With the sound of the door closing behind her, Morris, whose emotions had been stretched taut, still felt no relief. 

He kept pinching his leg, testing its condition. Yet no matter how hard he pinched, there was no sensation. Finally, staring at the ceiling and thinking about Cherise, he closed his eyes, feeling defeated. 

Before he did, he silently cried out in his heart, ‘Cherise, you’ll come for me, won’t you? My love, no matter what, I’ll hold onto my last shred of resolve for you.’ 

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“Morris, wait for me. I’ll find you soon–very soon.” Cherise, dressed in a pristine white lab coat, whispered these words as she stepped into the lab. 

Crow, similarly clad, followed closely behind. “Boss, we’re ready. And here–these are what Dr. Garcia brought over, on Carson’s orders.” 

Cherise glanced at the divination tools laid out on the table, took a deep breath, and nodded. “Alright, let’s begin.” 

“Got it!” Crow replied, though he couldn’t help feeling a bit uneasy seeing Cherise like this. 

Suddenly, a sharp buzzing sound from a vibrating phone broke the quiet of the lab. Crow glanced over and said, “Boss, it’s your phone–it’s from your grandfather.” 

Without breaking stride, Cherise maintained her focus and said flatly, “Put it 

er.” 

“Okay,” Crow responded, pressing the speaker button. Rayburn’s gravelly voice came through. “Cherise, are you free to talk?” “A bit busy, but go ahead,” Cherise replied candidly. 

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Rayburn on the other end seemed to sense something and said, “It’s about Morris–I heard about it. Your mentor’s people told me. This whole mess, in many ways, is because of me.” 

Cherise’s face showed a flicker of impatience. “Yes, you’re partly to blame. I may take it out on the Muller family later. Don’t take it personally. I have to go; I’ve got things to take care of!” 

Without waiting for a response, she signaled Crow to hang up the call. In Dream Residence, Rayburn sat in stunned silence for a moment before acknowledging Cherise’s reaction as justified. 

Thinking about something, he shook his head and looked at Megan’s photo on the desk, letting out a deep sigh. 

His grip on the phone tightened, his expression marked by hesitation, as though he were weighing a monumental decision. 

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In the lab, Crow observed Cherise’s actions. “Boss, what’s our first step? Aren’t we supposed to use the birth details, like Mr. Garcia explained, to remotely counter that old hag who cursed Mr. Chivers?” 

“No,” Cherise replied, their expression stern, 

“Then what are we doing? Let me know so I can assist,” Crow said stepping closer. 

Cherise said with grave seriousness, “Retrieve the serum we saved from Morris’s last sample. First, we’re going to break the curse on him. I know his temperament and how he feels about me. I fear he might take his own life rather than give in. 

“Those cursed by this magic face unbearable torment. I can’t stand the thought of someone as good as him suffering like this. As for that old hag, we’ll take our time. Watching her suffer lowly will be far more satisfying. 

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Crow let out a surprised yelp and quickly headed to the serum storage unit. While walking, he asked, “Wait, we can break the curse without Mr. Chivers being here?” 

“Of course,” Cherise replied firmly. “Didn’t that old hag curse him remotely with just his birth details? 

“According to one of the books my mentor gave me, we can use the worm taken from a deceased curse caster and let it feed on the serum of the cursed individual. This will draw out the worn inside the victim. I memorized it all. 

“This will be my first time testing it, though. The last time I lifted the curse from Hannia, she was present. Let’s hope luck is on our side.” 

Crow exclaimed again, “Will this really work?” 

Cherise took Morris’s serum, sat in front of the equipment, and glanced up at Crow before saying, “It has to. Fetch the cursed worm we extracted from Garrick, and let’s bring it back to life. Follow the same method as before. Do it quickly.” 

Seeing Cherise’s unwavering determination, Crow hastened his movements. 

“Tweezers, alcohol burner, phenol, formaldehyde…” Cherise called out each item one by one, and Crow swiftly handed them over. The two worked with an intensity and focus unmatched by any prior collaboration. 

Three hours later, under the microscope, the once–lifeless worm in the glass vial began to stir. Both of them exhaled deeply in relief. It was 5:00 a.m. 

“Boss, no way! That cursed worm from Garrick’s body is actually alive again. excitement palpable.