Chapter 62
Chapter 62
Morris planned to head to Chivers Group in Cherise’s Porsche Panamera, but he had other ideas, detouring to take care of some business, so they ended up rolling up to the swanky gates of Havenwood Estates
As Morris stepped out, he spotted Leo’s car across the street, its engine purring. He leaned in through Cherise’s window, “Stay safe on the road,” he told her and sent her off.
Inside his car, Leo had been baffled by Morris’s text half an hour ago, calling for a meetup at Havenwood Estates. But when he saw Morris exit Cherise’s car, the pieces fell into place.
Watching Morris stroll across the street. Leo muttered. “This guy’s got guts
Meanwhile, Cherise cruised deeper into Havenwood Estates, where the daytime was usually as quiet as a library.
Rounding a bend, a figure suddenly bolted into her path. Cherise’s brow furrowed, her reflexes lightning-fast, and she slammed on the brakes. The car screeched to a halt, millimeters from the intruder.
wicked Cherise, as calm as can be, sat in the car with her hands on the wheel. As she recognized the person in front of her, a wich grin spread across her face. After a moment, she nonchalantly opened the door and stepped out. Blocking her way was Layla, the woman she’d clashed with at the dealership just two days ago.
In those short two days, Layla, once the picture of high society, had fallen apart. The fillers in her face, now unaffordable to maintain, had turned lumpy and grotesque. Her legs were like jelly from nearly getting hit by Cherise’s car, and she couldn’t As Cherise approached, Layla snapped out of her daze and screamed, “Cherise, you bitch! It’s all your fault. I just insulted you, and now I’m facing a court summons. I’m not going to jail. As a Betrico University student, my life can’t end like this.” Tell the rich old man behind you to back off. We’re about to go broke,” she demanded.
Cherise arched an eyebrow, thinking, ‘Bankruptcy? I just messed with the Zamora family’s stocks a bit, it shouldn’t have led to bankruptcy. Could Dora have done it? No way. She wouldn’t dare without my say-so. So, it must be Morris “Layla, I’ll take the blame for the court summons. I did mess with your family’s stock value, but I didn’t bankrupt you. You’d do better figuring out who did this instead of blocking my way. Cherise said, turning to get back in her car. Before she could, Layla pulled a dagger and yelled, “Cherise, you miserable witch! You’ve ruined my family, and now you’re forcing my hand. I’ll end you.” She lunged at Cherise with the dagger.
Hearing the charge, Cherise stayed as detached and composed as ever. As she was about to pivot and land a sidekick on Layla, Andy sprinted over and snatched the dagger from Layla. He shielded Cherise and asked, “Cherise, are you okay?” Cherise shook her head and replied, “I’m fine. How about you?”
“I’m good,” Andy said, as the two security guards he’d brought with him swiftly apprehended Layla
“Let me go! Let me go! I’ll kill her! Cherise, you’ll pay for this? Layla screamed at Cherise as she was hauled away.
“Security, take her away and get her to the police station,” Andy instructed the guards.,
The guards complied, dragging Layla off. Her curses faded as she was taken away.
Andy looked at Cherise with concern and said, “No way, Cherise From now on, I’ll be your driver. It’s too dangerous.” Cherise looked at An