Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 1018 Behind A Screen

Cherise pursed her lips. “I did,” she affirmed quietly. The arrogant voice Cherise had just heard aligned with what she could remember of lan’s voice. Yet, neither the current Cherise nor her past self could have fathomed that this voice she had once pined for would say such things with such arrogance and disdain.

Before Cherise could respond, lan resumed his tirade on the other end. “Ensure Damien knows who holds the real power now!” he bellowed.

Cherise remained silent momentarily, her mind grappling with Ian’s words, which seemed out of character. Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she addressed Otto calmly over the phone. “Get ready and send me the address. I’ll be there shortly.”

“Are you sure about this?” Otto interjected, his lips pressed together in concern. “You…” His voice trailed off as he moved to a quieter location. “Mr. Lenoir would never agree.”

“Today, you’re going to follow my lead,” Cherise reassured him with a smile. “Don’t worry. If anything goes wrong, I’ll take full responsibility. Damien won’t hold you accountable.”

refuse Cherise. He nodded silently. “Okay. I’ll get everything

of what she used to wear in high school. She tied her hair up into a high ponytail, a style she recalled donning

had indeed made courteous arrangements for Ian, securing him accommodation at one of Adania’s highly rated, five-star hotels. When

He had previously served Damien in Europe and was reassigned due to Mr. Kolson’s absence, stepping into

never caught a glimpse of her in person. In his mind, a woman worthy of marriage to his boss must have exuded elegance, maturity, and poise-a wealthy young lady of

Instead of the poised figure he had envisioned, a woman emerged dressed like she was still in high school, her hair pulled back in a youthful ponytail. Her bare face radiated a natural, sweet charm. Otto couldn’t help but press his

younger. Yet, she was here to reconnect with her former high school friend and wanted to gauge whether lan remembered their shared past. Flashing a sweet smile at Otto, she quipped, “Yes, it’s me-the one you just spoke

clearly not anticipating that the woman before him was Mrs. Lenoir. Moreover, he hadn’t anticipated how effortlessly approachable she would

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