Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 980 Connection

Frances furrowed her brow, pondering for a moment. “There are several instances…” she began.

“Such as?” Cherise prompted eagerly.

“For example, Mr. Lenoir once had a disagreement with his family because of you,” Frances revealed.

Cherise’s eyes widened. “A disagreement with his family? With whom? Why?” she inquired, her curiosity piqued.

Just as Frances was about to respond, a discreet cough from the servant nearby interrupted the conversation.

Frances interpreted the subtle hint and offered a faint smile. “You’ll need to address that matter with Mr. Lenoir directly,” she advised.

“We’re merely servants; it’s not our place to reveal too many details,” Frances added, maintaining a sense of propriety.

“I’d rather not find myself in a situation like June’s,” she concluded with a note of caution.

Cherise nodded, mindful of the cautionary tale of June. She restrained herself from pressing further, sighing softly as she settled back onto the sofa, idly watching a drama unfold before her.

Her mind was preoccupied throughout the morning.

Damien was engrossed in his duties, Mr. Hampson had his own affairs to attend to, and Frances was undoubtedly busy as well.

in the household had responsibilities

Serafina, Soren, and Alexis had

with nothing to

had also lost the ability to lead

cage, devoid of freedom,

captured her attention–a poignant reunion between the female lead and her

should have had them too, right?

Chapter 980 Connection

by a sudden longing, she reached for her phone

man’s voice answered, young

you manage to call

unsure how to respond to the

tentatively continued, “I noticed the number saved

you are? And where

other end of the line before Zachary sighed softly. “What’s the matter with you?”

Cherise retorted, “What do you

voice, and you surely know that Charisa has been gone for five years. I’ve kept this number for business

was at a

her lips together, realizing she couldn’t keep up the facade any

palpable sense of sorrow in her voice as she continued, “I don’t know what to do. I don’t know my past. The household staff won’t tell me.

feeling the weight of her frustration and boredom settling in. “So