Chapter 494 Gut Feeling
Charisa was completely devoted to Cherise in every action she took. She was even willing to change her name to accommodate Cherise’s desire to keep hers. She genuinely cared for her like a mother.
“As long as she treats you well.” Damien smiled, playfully tousling her hair. “Let’s make plans to spend more quality time with her, okay?”
Cherise nodded. She had something to say, but she was struck by the memory of Charisa’s earlier mention of death. Coupled with Damien’s advice about spending more time with Charisa, an unexplainable unease crept over her.
Glancing outside, she bit her l*p before saying, “Hey honey, could you find out if she’s actually doing okay physically?”
She felt something was off about Charisa’s words today.
Furrowing his brow,
mien glanced at her, then settled into the driver’s seat, softly asking, “Why do you suddenly want to look into this?”
“Maybe it’s just a gut feeling.” Cherise closed her eyes, her instincts nudging her that Charisa was hiding something. If it was something else, it would be manageable, but if it was related to her health, Cherise wasn’t sure if she could handle it. Just the thought of it made her heart clench.
“If you genuinely want to know ask her directly.” Damien focused on the road. “Charisa is the head of the Miles Family, and her health directly affects their future.”
“Even if I check, I won’t get the real information. Details like that are usually strictly confidential.” Glancing at Cherise, he continued, “But you’re different. You’re her daughter. If you ask her in person, maybe she’ll open up.”
Cherise shook her head. “But I asked her today, and she didn’t give a clear answer.”
“Then that’s your only answer.” Damien sighed. “Apart from what she’s willing to share, we won’t
get more.”
Cherise was restless the entire drive back from Clover Gardens. An inexplicable unease crept over her b*dy, freezing her in place as if foreshadowing a terrible scenario.
This restlessness felt similar to when she left the Shaw village, only to find out later that Elvis had been arrested.
Once back at Lenoir Manor, she called Zachary to get Charisa’s contact details. Now that she had truly accepted Charisa as her mother, she felt she should have her number. Relaying messages through Zachary was inconvenient. She wanted to personally a*sure Charisa of her well-being.
“Cherry, Aunt Charisa is in a meeting.
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Zachary hesitated. “I’ll pa*s your contact information to Aunt Charisa. Once the meeting’s done, she’ll reach out to you directly. Wait for her message, alright?”
Fidgeting restlessly, Cherise was about to respond when she heard a sudden commotion on the other end of the call.
“Okay, Cherry, I’ve got something urgent to attend to. I’ll talk to you later.” Before Cherise could reply, Zachary abruptly ended the call.
Listening to the dial tone, Cherise furrowed her brow deeply. She sensed that Zachary was hiding something from her. Considering Charisa’s repeated references to death’ today and Damien’s a*sertion that only Charisa herself would disclose her health status if she wanted to, Cherise had a dreadful premonition.
