Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 1057 Confronting the Unthinkable Truth

As Steve gazed at her in a daze, Cherise took a deep breath and got straight to the point, her voice low and intense, "Trent's using

Savannah in Calais, pure exploitation."

Steve's eyes widened in shock, his jaw dropping slightly.

"Yes, you heardcorrectly," Cherise confirmed, her tone steady and unwavering.

Cherise paused tically, her gaze intense as she spoke, "Though I can't confirm, word is Savannah's boyfriend struck a deal

with Trent. Money changed hands, and Savannah found herself in Trent's web."

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Cherise nodded solemnly. "Sebastian's definitely in Calais."

The bombshells from Cherise and Damien jolted Steve. His chair scraped against the floor with a thunderous echo as he sprung to

his feet.

Staring at them in disbelief, he questioned, "You're not pulling my leg, are you?"

"How is this even possible!"

His face drained of color, leaving him pale as he scrutinized Cherise and Damien. Their solemn expressions, etched with gravity,

left no room for doubt - they were deadly serious.

Yet...

"This is impossible."

As panic surged through him, Steve's reflexes took over. He recoiled, his movements wild and uncontrolled, causing him to stumble

sending it tumbling to the floor in a

through the restaurant, instantly

halted, and all eyes fixated on the source

the disturbance, Steve shook his head in disbelief. "You

"I've met Trent face-to-face..."

out about his undying

over their photos, watched videos of their bliss...

have been together for at least seven or eight years... He wouldn't betray her like this," Steve

shaking his head

if Trent truly

I might as well have

eyes to meet Cherise's, he pleaded, "Cherry, you're

with him, but

into the chair, his hands running through his hair in

led Sav into

observed Steve's demeanor, a wave of melancholy washed over her, punctuated by a sharp pang of

of years, he remained unchanged

years that had passed, he hadn't changed a bit

always had

past, it was now Cherise who exhaled a

still bore down upon her shoulders, a burden she could not

reassured Steve, "Steve, this isn't

Trent's facade. Your recent run-in

reassured.

got to

then

reach out to Trent first?" Damien asked, his voice gentle,

nodded in affirmation.

Trent's old high school buddy, got

pick up my calls," he added,

"Hmm."

his high school buddy