Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband
Chapter 270

Chapter 270 The Mastermind

Tapping her fingers on the wheelchair, she continued, "Since he dares to show his face in public. now, it means he's not intimidated by those guys anymore. You shouldn't be worried about being. threatened- you might be unable to fend off the country bumpkin."

Mandy smiled icily. "Her? She's not even on my list of worries."

Though she put on an indifferent front, the glimmer of anxiety in her eyes betrayed her.

She had her pride, after all. She was disdainful about snatching other people's belongings.

There are so many men in the world. I don't have to take away a man with a lover. However, this is an order from S.

Having followed S for many years, she understood the consequences of disobeying her orders.

She took a deep breath to sort out her thoughts. "S," she addressed.

"Yes," the woman replied in a low, husky voice with her back facing Mandy.

"What if my current looks are not enough to entice Damien? What will you do? Will you.... kill her like how you did with the previous three women?"

At that instant, Cherise's full cheeks appeared in Mandy's mind. She was reluctant to see that happen.

"Not for now," S chuckled hoarsely. "She still has some use for me. Just try your best. Even if it fails, I have a plan to separate them."

On the other hand, Cherise had been cooped up in Lenoir Manor for two weeks.

Finally, she had gotten approval from Jacob and put an end to her break from university.

She woke up early that morning and went downstairs energetically with her bag.

"You're up early today, Mrs. Lenoir," Frances commented while preparing breakfast. "Are you getting back to university today?"

Cherise plopped down on the chair, not even removing her bag. "Yup! Mold is almost growing on me after so long!"

"Is that so?" Damien appeared on the stairway, fastening his button as he walked downstairs. "Let me have a whiff if you have a moldy smell."

Cherise rolled her eyes at him and continued her meal.

He sat opposite her with a smile on his face. Looking at the bag behind her, he asked. "Are you that eager to get back?"

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"Yeah!"

Cherise pouted and placed the food on his plate, a habit she had built up over time. "By the way, yesterday I found out that there's road maintenance near our place. The route of the public bus. has moved to somewhere far from here. Can you ask Mr. Kolson to send me there later?"

"Mr. Kolson"

Damien shook his head with a grin. "I'm afraid not."

"Why?" She paused midway taking the food.

"He is busy with other stuff." He placed some bread on her plate. "From today onwards, I'll be your personal driver."

Cherise was stunned to hear that. What?

"Won't it be a lot of trouble?" She thought about it before continuing. "Why don't I take the public. bus? It's only four kilometers from here. I can definitely walk there. It's too much to ask you to fetch me here and there. You're such a busy man."

Damien froze momentarily before smiling wryly.

"It's not a problem at all," he replied after a pause, with a smile on his face. "It's my responsibility to drive my wife wherever she wants. Apart from that, it doesn't take long to take you to the university. I'm not that busy."

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