Chapter 60
Cherise cruised down the street in her Porsche Panamera, with Morris keeping her company in the passenger seat.
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Morris glanced over at Cherise as she drove and said, “Cherise, my grandmother can be a bit much, but she’s got a heart of gold. I hope nothing she said got to you.”
Cherise offered a soft smile in response, saying, “No way. She’s positive and cheerful. That’s how seniors should be. I really like Phoebe.”
Visibly relieved. Morris gently replied, “Tim glad to hear that.
Meanwhile, Melissa pulled up to the Chivers residence’s main house and parked. Stepping out, she gathered bags of all sizes from the trunk, filled with high–end health supplements and gourmet treats.
With a pleased expression. Melissa headed towards the living room. As a reigning queen in Clusia and a star in her own right, she had her own set of advantages and capital.
Putting her status as a Chambers aside, Melissa looked stunning in a form–fitting, bright red, mid–sleeve knit dress that highlighted her perfect curves. She looked elegant and alluring. Her makeup was on point, adding a touch of sophistication and dimension to her already striking features.
Even with the assortment of gift boxes in hand, her walk was undiminished in its elegance and charm.
Phoebe, seated in the living room’s main seat, caught sight of the vibrant figure from afar but remained indifferent, leisurely picking up her coffee cup and taking a slow sip.
As Melissa approached and called out, “Phoebe, Phoebe nonchalantly put down her coffee cup.
“Oh, it’s you, Cherise. From afar, I saw someone wandering around and thought it was Enya. My eyes must be playing tricks/ on me in my old age.” Phoebe said with a hint of sarcasm.
Standing nearby, Enya fought back a smirk, recalling how Phoebe had spotted Cherise from a distance in the backyard that very morning and had rushed over with no trouble.
Melissa was taken aback for a moment when Phoebe mistook her for Enya, thinking to herself, ‘My figure and temperament have nothing in common with Enya. Never mind. She’s just an old lady with poor eyesight. A little flattery will do the trick.‘
“Phoebe, you’re pulling my leg. You’re still radiant and youthful, not old at all,” Melissa said with a flattering smile.
Phoebe chuckled and said, “You, a big star, always know the right things to say. Her gaze flicked to the gifts Melissa was carrying. “Oh, you shouldn’t have. It’s enough that you came.”
“Phoebe, it’s necessary. Just some common tonics. You’re recovering from an illness and should take care of yourself,” Melissa said, feigning obedience and consideration,
Phoebe turned to Enya and said, “Enya, quickly help Melissa She must be tired from carrying all these things.
Melissa shook her head, insisting, “It’s not tiring, Phoebe, Your health is what matters
Enya went over to help Melissa place the tonics on the table.
After a sigh of relief, Melissa sat down next to Phoebe.
Phoebe glanced at Melissa and said, “Here, take a load off and have some coffee. Your eyes look tired; you shouldn’t push yourself too hard
Melissa looked at Phoebe with gratitude, feeling cared for and touched.
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However, Phoebe continued, “The doc says I’m still on the mend I can’t take these tonics. Only light food. You should take them back when you leave.”
Melissa was momentarily stummed, surprised at the suggestion. This… this doesn’t fly, does it? I mean, you don’t bring gifts
to someone’s place and then haul them back out. She felt Phocle was clearly not interested in her attempts to please.
“What’s the big deal? Our families are tight; we don’t need such formalities. Your presence is enough,” Phoebe added indifferently
Feeling a bit better. Melissa said. “Oh, right, was Morris here just now? I thought I saw him leaving”
Phoebe raised an eyebrow, saying, “No, enough, so you are seeing things.”
that busy bee doesn’t have time to visit me. You must be overworked and not resting
Melissa let out a soft laugh, thinking to herself, “Perhaps I should relax and not push myself so hard; I’ve been mistaken several times now.”
Phoebe took another sip of her coffee, eyed Melissa, and said slowly, “I heard your brother is set to marry the daughter from the Leach family’s head’s second marriage?”
Yes, Phoebe, it’s Shirley, Melissa replied earnestly.
Phoebe frowned and said, “Shirley is not the young lady of the Leach family: she’s just a stepdaughter. The true young lady of the Leach family is Claire’s daughter, Cherise.”
Melissa scoffed, “Cherise may be the biological daughter, but growing up in a small town with her grandmother, she became an uneducated and vain gold–digger. She’s not fit to be called the young lady of the Leach family. Shirley is different; she’s virtuous and kind.”
“Oh? Have you met Cherise?” Phoebe asked with a hint of hostility in her tone.
Melissa shook her head, looking surprised. “Nope, but that’s the word on the street!
a dismissive snort, Phoebe retorted, “Hmph, gossip is a fearful thing.”
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