Chapter 816 I Admired Her
Five years ago, Cherise could never have imagined that the past events Charisa had told her would save her in this critical moment.
Thanks to her excellent memory, she recalled Jarvi’s name and remembered Charisa describing him as a man of integrity.
“Your mother?” Jarvi gazed at Cherise, and furrowed his brow.
Only now did he start to closely examine Cherise’s face. Previously, he had simply regarded her as his prey, and a prey meant nothing to him.
But now, as he looked at Cherise’s round face and eyes, memories of a determined woman inexplicably appeared in his mind.
She and her… are too similar.
“My mother is Charisa Miles.” Cherise took a deep breath, met Jarvi’s gaze, and continued earnestly, “Charisa Miles, the former head of the Miles family, is my mother. She told me about you before she passed away five years ago. She said I could seek your help if I ever encountered trouble in Ziphon.”
After uttering those words, Cherise took a deep breath and retrieved a photo of her and Charisa from her pocket. She handed it to Jarvi, saying, “Currently, I don’t have any other means to prove that Charisa is my mother. This photo is all I have with me. If you don’t believe me, you can follow me to my hotel. I have some belongings in my suitcase that can verify my identity.”
Jarvi was briefly stunned. He quickly stepped forward and snatched the photo from Cherise’s hand.
The photo depicted the woman before him and Charisa. Charisa appeared extremely haggard and had a frighteningly pale complexion. It was evident that she was gravely ill.
Jarvi’s hand trembled violently as he held the photo. He was aware of Charisa’s condition five years ago and had tried to visit her when her illness was severe.
However, people from Miles Manor had informed him that Charisa was with her daughter and husband. She did not wish to see anyone else in her final moments and only desired to be with the people she cared about the most.
That night, Jarvi couldn’t sleep. He finally understood how it felt to be considered unimportant by someone he cared about. His heart trembled as he gazed at the photo in his hand.
Unexpectedly, he met Charisa’s daughter five years after her passing.
“So…” Jarvi took a deep breath and said with a hint of plea. “May I… keep this photo? After all… I admired her deeply.”
Jarvi looked at Cherise, not concealing his emotions. His beloved was already gone. Hiding his feelings would serve no purpose. It would be better to express them openly. Perhaps he could keep this photo and have something to remember her by.
Cherise was taken aback. She had never expected things to unfold in this way.
When she presented this photo, her intention was to prove her connection to Charisa. How could she have known that Jarvi was also one of her mother’s admirers?
Although reluctant to part with it, as it was the last photo taken with her mother, she realized that getting close to Jarvi might be the solution to the crisis she and Damien were facing.
Thus, Cherise took a deep breath and hesitated before turning to Jarvi. “I can give this to you. But…”
She struggled to meet Jarvi’s gaze. “Currently, your client wants to capture me and my husband…”
