Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 320 A Puppet

For over a decade, these people had maintained a firm grip on Mandy, biding their time until she reached adulthood so they could mold her into their puppet. There were not chances they would simply release her with ease.

Cherise, peering through the iron door, bore witness to the agonizing sight of Mandy. She was clutching her head, relentlessly slamming it against the wall, and a profound sense of unease welled up within Cherise.

Cherise couldn’t help but reminisce about the past, back when she first encountered Mandy at Sequoia. She remembered how persistently Mandy had referred to her as ‘Sister. Cherise herself was only a nineteen-year-old girl, engrossed in thoughts of studying and exams.

Mandy had confided that she had never known family or friends, living an isolated and lonesome life for all those years. This revelation left Cherise struggling to keep her emotions in check.

She bit her lip, her thoughts unexpectedly drifting towards Damien.

He, too, had been living a solitary life for many years. Damien was fortunate, though. He retained control over his life and had the support of friends like Jacob and Lennon. In contrast, Mandy had Cherise as her only ally, a Sister,’ recognized less than twenty-four hours ago.

into a hushed silence. Jacob commented, “Seems like they have stopped sending signal

in and check on her?” Cherise sought Jacob’s

heavy heart, Jacob retrieved a key and unlocked the

an oppressive, damp, and dim space despite Jacob’s efforts to illuminate it with intense, daylight-like lighting. Cherise could still feel the

and with a

the ground, limp and still trembling from the ordeal.

she took Mandy’s hand, which was covered in chipped nails and stains of

head from

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gazed at Cherise through eyes filled with tears. Finally, her tears began

fragmented voice was like a

Mandy cried out, her voice hoarse and fractured. “Ever since I was seven, every time I defied them, it was