Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 423 Maeve’s Vengeful Return

Old Mr. Lenoir let out a deep sigh and then commanded Greg, “Gather everyone back.”

Greg turned around and headed back to the living room. “Please come inside, everyone.”

Twenty minutes later, the members of the Lenoir family arrived.

Tristan’s jaw dropped as he stared in shock at the woman before him; her face was so contorted it barely resembled a human. “What… What is this?”

“A monster!”

“She scared the life out of me!”

“Is that so?”

Maeve chuckled softly, wheeling her wheelchair and deliberately spinning it a couple of times in front of Tristan. “I remember when we were kids, you used to enjoy playing with me, cousin.”

Tristan was so shocked that he nearly fell to the ground.

“You… you’re Maeve?” he stammered.

“Yes,”

replied indifferently, stopping beside the sofa and glancing

supposed to be

eyes widened in disbelief. “You… you’re

cousin isn’t happy

said with a faint smile. “Well, I can

that I’m

the Lenoir wealth belongs exclusively to the Lenoir members,” she

parents

stood next to her and rolled her eyes contemptuously. “Maeve, considering the state of your throat, perhaps it’s wise to keep your words to a

be terrifying, but at least your

and I’m afraid you’ll lose the ability to speak in

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derisively.

scoffed, “Aunt Wanda worries too

if you die, I won’t lose

deepened upon hearing the biting, cold

Old Mr.

a resounding thud. “We haven’t seen each other for

it turns

I never wanted to see

Maeve sniggered coldly.

eyes.

gently beside Cherise, delicately applying

“That’s enough.”

and handed the chip that Lennon had given him

Greg nodded.

television screen in front of them lit up, displaying the earlier scene in the courtyard where Tristan had ruthlessly

to stripping

alone could provide a solution to the problems the Shaw Group was currently