Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 1018 Behind A Screen 

Cherise pursed her lips. “I did,” she affirmed quietly. The arrogant voice Cherise had just heard aligned with what she could remember of lan’s voice. Yet, neither the current Cherise nor her past self could have fathomed that this voice she had once pined for would say such things with such arrogance and disdain.

Before Cherise could respond, lan resumed his tirade on the other end. “Ensure Damien knows who holds the real power now!” he bellowed.

Cherise remained silent momentarily, her mind grappling with lan’s words, which seemed out of character. Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she addressed Otto calmly over the phone. “Get ready and send me the address. |’ll be there shortly.”

“Are you sure about this?” Otto interjected, his lips pressed together in concern. “You...” His voice trailed off as he moved toa quieter location. “Mr. Lenoir would never agree.”Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Today, you're going to follow my lead,” Cherise reassured him with a smile. “Don’t worry. If anything goes wrong, I'll take full responsibility. Damien won't hold you accountable.”

With his boss’ wife reassuring him, Otto found himself unable to refuse Cherise. He nodded silently. “Okay. I'll get everything arranged right away.”

After hanging up, Cherise retreated to the dressing room. She selected a plaid skirt reminiscent of what she used to wear in high school. She tied her hair up into a high ponytail, a style she recalled donning every time she met lan.

Once dressed, she received an address from Otto. Damien had indeed made courteous arrangements for lan, securing him accommodation at one of Adania’s highly rated, five-star hotels. When Cherise arrived at the hotel, Otto was already waiting.

Spotting Damien’s car pulling up, Otto hurried over. He had previously served Damien in Europe and was reassigned due to Mr. Kolson’s absence, stepping into Mr. Kolson’s former position.

Otto had only heard of Cherise. He had never caught a glimpse of her in person. In his mind, a woman worthy of marriage to his boss must have exuded elegance, maturity, and poise-a wealthy young lady of undeniable means. Cherise’s articulate manner over the phone further reinforced this image in Otto’s mind.

However, as the car door swung open, Otto’s expectations were defied. Instead of the poised figure he had envisioned, a woman emerged dressed like she was still in high school, her hair pulled back in a youthful ponytail. Her bare face radiated a natural, sweet charm. Otto couldn’t help but press his lips together, privately sneaking a second glance at Cherise.