Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 423 Maeve’s Vengeful Return

Old Mr. Lenoir let out a deep sigh and then commanded Greg, “Gather everyone back.”

Greg turned around and headed back to the living room. “Please come inside, everyone.”

Twenty minutes later, the members of the Lenoir family arrived.

Tristan’s jaw dropped as he stared in shock at the woman before him; her face was so contorted it barely resembled a human. “What… What is this?”

“A monster!”

“She scared the life out of me!”

“Is that so?”

Maeve chuckled softly, wheeling her wheelchair and deliberately spinning it a couple of times in front of Tristan. “I remember when we were kids, you used to enjoy playing with me, cousin.”

Tristan was so shocked that he nearly fell to the ground.

“You… you’re Maeve?” he stammered.

“Yes,”

The woman replied indifferently, stopping beside the sofa and glancing at Cherise’s pale face.

“Aren’t you supposed to be dead?”

Tristan’s eyes widened in disbelief. “You… you’re alive?” he gasped.

“What? My beloved cousin isn’t happy that I’m alive?”

smile.

happy that I’m still alive,” Maeve said

Lenoir wealth

parents can compete with you for it.”

contemptuously. “Maeve, considering the state of your throat, perhaps it’s wise to keep your words to

face might be terrifying, but at least your

afraid you’ll lose the ability to speak in the

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derisively.

Wanda worries too much.”

if you die, I won’t lose my speaking ability

frown deepened upon hearing the biting, cold

Mr. Lenoir

cane struck the ground with a resounding thud. “We haven’t seen each other for so many

turns

should know I never wanted to see her in

Maeve sniggered coldly.

her eyes. “I second that!”

women argued vehemently, Damien sat gently beside Cherise, delicately applying a medicinal solution to the swollen

“That’s enough.”

Mr. Lenoir sighed and handed the chip that Lennon had given him via Greg. “Play this,”

Greg nodded.

up, displaying the earlier scene in the

to stripping her dress

the problems the Shaw Group was currently facing.

face turned sickly pale as the recorded

gritted his teeth and glared hotly at Tristan. “Get