Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

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Chapter 398 Meeting Maeve For The First Time

Instinctively, Mandy took a step back.

She maintained eye contact with Clinton, and a sense of unfamiliarity and indifference filled the space

between them.

Truth be told, Mandy had doubts about whether to go through with taking that potion.

Her biggest worry was that Maeve might harm her father and brother once she was no longer bound by

her. But now….

It had been quite some time since Mandy last visited her father, and this marked her first time seeing

him after she had the chip removed from her body.

But boy, did Mandy get a shock from her father’s revelation, “If it wasn’t for Maeve telling me to spare

your life, I would have ended you a long time ago!”

Mandy found herself baffled by this strange situation. Was she not her father’s biological daughter?

Could Maeve be his true child and not her? How could a father treat his own flesh and. blood with such

cruelty?

She forced a bitter smile. “Your heartlessness only confirms my choice to have the chip removed from

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my body.”

Apart from her mother’s belongings, there was nothing in this house worth holding onto- nothing at all.

She took a deep breath. “Clinton, I’m done with you. I never want to see your face again. Get out of my

way; I just want to get to my room to retrieve my personal belongings.”

Clinton shot Cherise a cold, raised eyebrow look. “The Wool family has invested so much and time in

you, and you’re just walking away?”

“Who do you think you are?”

money

Cherise narrowed her eyes and clenched her fists, positioning herself in front of Mandy. “She’s a

person, not a possession. At nineteen, she has every right to decide how she wants to live.”

“Very well, then…”

Clap, clap, clap.

The study door creaked open, revealing a woman in a red dress seated in a wheelchair with her back

facing Cherise.

“Oh, the wisdom! Who would have thought Cherry, my sister-in-law, is such a brilliant and cloquent

mind?”

“She’s a person, not a possession. At nineteen, she has every right to decide how she wants to live her

life. The woman in the wheelchair repeated, her voice taking on an eerie, hoarse quality as

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though it had been run through some strange sound device.

Cherise looked at the woman’s back and was struck by a sensation that jolted her as if her blood had

turned to ice. This was Maeve, the one Mandy had talked about – Damien’s older sister.

“Did you not hear what Mandy said? Move it, Clinton. The woman, still with her back turned,

commanded. “Do whatever she says. The chip has been removed and destroyed, and she’s no longer

our property, so just let her be.”

“But…” Clinton attempted to respond but was silenced by Maeve.

Maeve gave a slight smile. “Cherise, I’d like to talk to you.”

Seated in the study at Wool Manor, Cherise felt an almost imperceptible tremor course through her

body.

The woman before her had a face that seemed straight out of a horror movie with special effects

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makeup. Her features were distorted and marked by scars.

Cherise couldn’t help but think back to the photos of Damien and Maeve together, and it dawned on her

that Mandy’s face closely resembled the way Maeve appeared back when she was Maeve.

Cherise was suddenly overwhelmed by a mix of emotions. In a way, Maeve was also someone to feel

sorry for. She had lost the face she once prided herself on, which was why she went to such extremes

to try and control Mandy like her very own porcelain doll.

“Drink up.” The woman placed a cup of tea in front of Cherise. Her eyes, glimpsing through layers. of

scars, remained fixed on Cherise. “Don’t worry, it’s not poisoned.”

Cherise took a cautious sip, forgetting to check the tea’s temperature in her nervousness, and scalded

her tongue, causing her to frown.

Maeve offered a faint smile. I’ll keep my back to you.”

She started to turn her wheelchair.

“No, that’s not necessary,” Cherise quickly shook her head. “I’m… okay”

Maeve gripped the wheelchair’s handles, paused for a moment, and then smiled. “You’re braver than I

expected.”

Cherise pressed her lips together and quietly set the teacup back on the table. “I bet you’re wondering

why I had Mandy sabotage your relationship with Damien.”

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