Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 189 Uncle and Father-In-Law

“For simple farmers like us, five thousand is considered a lot of money!”

Damien picked up his teacup and took a sip. “Mister village chief, your talent for stirring up trouble is remarkable to say the least.”

“As head of the village, not only did you not treat everyone fairly, but you kept wanting to start problems.”

“I truly do not understand what the villagers like about you. And why would they choose. you to be village chief.”

The village chief’s lips turned white with anger, but he restrained himself. “What makes you say that, Mr. Lenoir?”

“I’m just trying to find a solution everyone will be happy with. How can you call that ‘starting problems”?”

Damien chuckled.

“Firstly, you believed Vivian’s claims without fully understanding the situation and asking me about my version of events. You were already convinced I was guilty. Does that sound like justice to you?”

“If I didn’t have video evidence, it would have been impossible to clear my name from these allegations.”

The chief’s eyes darkened. “That was my mistake. Vivian is from my village. I saw her disheveled state and thought…”

an incident like this happened in your village, your first thought was not to report it to the police but to settle it privately. It may look like it’s

said that five thousand is considered a lot of money in your village. But why didn’t. you advise Ben Shaw otherwise when he asked me

probably thought that I had a

lingered around my car and searched up its price on the internet was your son, wasn’t

drained of all color, l…”

sent your son to confirm the price of my car to find

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didn’t even blink an eye. All of you

Everyone was shocked.

wasn’t from their village.

he said was believable.

from town in the afternoon. The chief and

was clear who was telling

among themselves. The chief, pale now from fear, attempted to defend himself. “I was momentarily confused. If I had kept a clear

were shaky, and no one

you can’t even keep a clear head during a time like this, maybe you

our village. Who are you say I can’t

say,