Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 860 Nocturnal Intrigue

Yolanda’s voice dripped with flirtation in the delicate cocoon of her ear. “Damien, you mentioned you’d come over once Cherise drifts into slumber. When might that be?”

“I’m a bit weary. When do you think Cherise will doze off?”

“Why not utilize the sleeping pills you’ve prepared? Didn’t you prepare them?”

Cherise offered no reply.

She simply listened, her silence a canvas for Yolanda’s monologue, punctuated by soft utterances of “Mm,” “Ah,” “Okay.”

“Excellent. Let’s convene at our usual haunt tomorrow!”

Confronted with Yolanda’s buoyant tone, Cherise sighed inwardly, rubbing her temples. “Ms. Weiss.”

Finally, Yolanda exclaimed through the line, “You are…”

“I am Cherise.”

With the phone nestled in her palm, Cherise sighed again, her brow furrowing.

While she didn’t consider her initial “hello” particularly loud, it wasn’t muted.

If her voice reached Yolanda’s ears, why did Yolanda persist in this charade?

her softened tone, which could mirror Damien’s deep

which is

carefully chosen words was

deep breath, Cherise offered a faint smile. “Ms. Weiss, I presumed your late call was in pursuit of an accord regarding the issue of the shares with my husband.”

his spouse, I, too, wish for

words only muddies the waters between

my husband maintains

1/3

turned icy. “It’s late, Ms. Weiss. Rest well. Perhaps in your dreams, you’ll

waiting for Yolanda’s retort, Cherise terminated the

sow discord between her and Damien with

No way!

“Finished?”

time. Damien stood outside, exuding the scent of tobacco and the chill of the

checks flushed crimson. “You…

“Mhmm.”

the door. His imposing frame once again enveloped Cherise. “My

told you

be my dear, my little fool.”

her body, Cherise

a mix of surprise and anger, she met Damien’s gaze. “Damien!”

“Yes, it’s me,”