Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 860 Nocturnal Intrigue

Yolanda’s voice dripped with flirtation in the delicate cocoon of her ear. “Damien, you mentioned you’d come over once Cherise drifts into slumber. When might that be?”

“I’m a bit weary. When do you think Cherise will doze off?”

“Why not utilize the sleeping pills you’ve prepared? Didn’t you prepare them?”

Cherise offered no reply.

She simply listened, her silence a canvas for Yolanda’s monologue, punctuated by soft utterances of “Mm,” “Ah,” “Okay.”

“Excellent. Let’s convene at our usual haunt tomorrow!”

Confronted with Yolanda’s buoyant tone, Cherise sighed inwardly, rubbing her temples. “Ms. Weiss.”

Finally, Yolanda exclaimed through the line, “You are…”

“I am Cherise.”

With the phone nestled in her palm, Cherise sighed again, her brow furrowing.

While she didn’t consider her initial “hello” particularly loud, it wasn’t muted.

If her voice reached Yolanda’s ears, why did Yolanda persist in this charade?

never fathomed her softened tone,

knowingly played this game, which is evident

intention behind her carefully chosen words was

your late call was in pursuit of an accord regarding the issue of the shares with

wish for an amicable

of words only muddies the waters between you and my

I concur that my husband maintains a distance from you.”

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turned icy. “It’s late, Ms. Weiss. Rest well. Perhaps in your dreams, you’ll

waiting for Yolanda’s retort, Cherise terminated the call.

sow discord between her and Damien

No way!

“Finished?”

at an indeterminate time. Damien stood outside, exuding the scent of tobacco and the chill of

crimson. “You… you heard

“Mhmm.”

again

told you I’m not a fool!”

always be my dear,

through her body,

anger, she met Damien’s gaze. “Damien!”

“Yes, it’s me,”