Return Of The Real Heiress: Secrets And Masks novel Chapter 552

Chapter 552

Hank couldn’t help but chuckle, as if he had just heard a joke.

Crossing his arms, he looked at Stella. “Ms. Walton, are you joking? How could I possibly know anyone from the Jarrett family? Let alone enter the Jarrett residence?”

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he added, “Oh, wait. I do know one of them–Jean. I forgot that we were classmates. But we’re not close enough for me to enter her house freely. Besides, not anyone can enter the Jarrett residence.”

Lowering his voice, he pointed subtly in Arthur’s direction. “That’s where his parents live. You know who he is, right? And I’m just a little orphan. Isn’t that a joke?”

Hearing Hank’s explanation, Stella thought for a moment and found his words reasonable. However, something still felt a little off to her.

Noticing her lingering doubt, Hank asked, “Ms. Walton, did you happen to see someone who looks like me?”

Stella snapped out of her thoughts and quickly brushed it off. “Oh, I must have been mistaken.”

With that, she stood up. “I won’t disturb your meal any longer. I’ll head over there to find some friends.”

Hank nodded obediently and waved at h

“Goodbye, Ms. Walton.”

Then, as he lowered his head, seemingly focusing on his food, a faintly arrogant smile curled at the corner of his lips.

*****

After taking a short break, Morris and Cherise went over to Phoebe’s table. Guests continued approaching them for toasts.

Luckily, Truman, Morris’s groomsman, took full responsibility for blocking the drinks, ensuring that Cherise, exhausted from the day, could at least have a few bites of warm food. Eventually, people stopped coming over to disturb the newlyweds.

The wedding banquet remained orderly. On the surface, everyone seemed to bless the bride and groom sincerely, but what they truly thought and did in private was known only to themselves.

At that moment, Lydia, holding a wine glass, swayed as she made her way toward Truman.

The shadow of their last encounter still lingered over Truman. The moment he saw Lydia approaching, he wasted no time and immediately bolted toward Jean’s table, shielding her protectively.

From others‘ perspective, it looked as if Truman was holding Jean in his arms. This delighted the Simpson family, as well as Lucas and Mary, who were sitting nearby. Laughing at the scene, they raised their glasses and toasted playfully from afar.

Jean, who had been sipping her drink, was startled by Truman’s sudden movement. “What are you doing all of a sudden?”

“Nothing, just protecting you!” Truman cast a wary glance at Lydia, who was slowly approaching.