Chapter 980 Connection

Frances furrowed her brow, pondering for a moment. “There are several instances…” she began.

“Such as?” Cherise prompted eagerly.

“For example, Mr. Lenoir once had a disagreement with his family because of you,” Frances revealed.

Cherise’s eyes widened. “A disagreement with his family? With whom? Why?” she inquired, her curiosity piqued.

Just as Frances was about to respond, a discreet cough from the servant nearby interrupted the conversation.

Frances interpreted the subtle hint and offered a faint smile. “You’ll need to address that matter with Mr. Lenoir directly,” she advised.

“We’re merely servants; it’s not our place to reveal too many details,” Frances added, maintaining a sense of propriety.

“I’d rather not find myself in a situation like June’s,” she concluded with a note of caution.

Cherise nodded, mindful of the cautionary tale of June. She restrained herself from pressing further, sighing softly as she settled back onto the sofa, idly watching a drama unfold before her.

Her mind was preoccupied throughout the morning.

Damien was engrossed in his duties, Mr. Hampson had his own affairs to attend to, and Frances was undoubtedly busy as well.

the household

Serafina, Soren, and Alexis had their

nothing to occupy

losing her memory, she had also lost the ability to lead an independent

cage, devoid of

drama captured her attention–a poignant reunion between the female lead

have had

Chapter 980 Connection

she reached for her phone and dialed the number saved under

answered,

How did you manage

to the unexpected voice on the

a brief moment of uncertainty, she tentatively continued, “I noticed the number saved as

ask who you are? And where is

from the other end of the line

“What

hint of exasperation as he explained, “You wouldn’t fail to recognize my voice, and you surely know that Charisa has been gone for five years. I’ve kept this number for

was at a loss

couldn’t keep up the facade any longer. “I have amnesia,” she confessed quietly.

know what to do. I don’t know my past. The household staff won’t tell me. My husband won’t let me leave the house or disclose my past to me, so…”

the weight of her frustration and boredom settling in. “So I’m terribly bored, which

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