My 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.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

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 to a quieter location. “Mr. Lenoir would never agree.”

“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.

Cherise was well aware of Otto's unspoken thoughts. She understood that her attire today hinted ata desire to ap ear yaufiges. Yetshe seu to Yeconnect with her former high school friend and wanted to gauge whether lan remembered their shared past. Flashing a sweet smile at Otto, she quipped, “Yes, it’s me-the one you just spoke to on the phone!”

Otto's astonishment was palpable, clearly not anticipating that the woman before him was rs Lengin Mee ae how effortlessly approachable she would be. After a brief moment of Lenoir, this way, please,” he croaked, his voice betraying a hint of nervousness.

With an awkward shuffle, Otto passed a small voice-changing microphone to Cherise. He avgiged | eng egntaet be he Kastily turned away and led her forward “| settled lan in and informed him that Mr. Lenoir will meet with him soon but prefers not to see him face-to-face. You can converse with lan behind a screen later.”

Cherise acknowledged his instructions thoughtfully. “Mm.” Realization dawned on her shortly. “Won't he be able to discern that my voice differs from my husband’s?” she inquired, a note of concern creeping into her voice.