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.

don’t seem too happy that I’m still alive,” Maeve said icily.

seems to think that all of the Lenoir wealth belongs exclusively to the Lenoir members,” she continued.

my brother, nor my parents can compete

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

terrifying, but at least your voice still

ability to speak in the future,” Wanda

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derisively.

Wanda worries too

if you die, I won’t lose

deepened upon hearing the biting, cold sarcasm.

Mr.

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

we meet, it turns into an argument!

never wanted to see her in the first

Maeve sniggered coldly.

her eyes.

women argued vehemently, Damien sat gently beside Cherise, delicately applying a medicinal solution to the swollen red marks on her face.

“That’s enough.”

sighed and handed the chip that Lennon had given him via Greg. “Play

Greg nodded.

the earlier scene in the courtyard where Tristan had ruthlessly slapped

to stripping her dress

could provide a solution to the problems the Shaw

sickly pale as the recorded footage played,

glared hotly at Tristan. “Get on