Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

“Why the charade of being virtuous?”

“A hypocrite!”

Sebastian lounged on the car’s leather seat, a sardonic smile on his lips. “I merely suggested to afford myself a suitable pretext to encounter her once more.”

Yolanda arched an eyebrow. “So, you used me?”

“You’re my sister; who else would I employ?”

Sebastian’s smile remained light as he gave a black card to Yolanda nonchalantly. “Five hundred thousand, and this affair concludes.”

“Fair enough.”

Yolanda pursed her lips, stashing the black card away before fixing Sebastian with a direct gaze. “Do you genuinely fancy that Cherise?”

Sebastian raised a discerning brow. “Indeed.”

“I hold no fondness for her.”

a thin line. “Even if she parts ways with Damien in the future and aligns

need for your concord

chuckled softly, his gaze drifting into the distance with a profound air. “You’ve yet to elucidate your

level plagiarism accusations in a field foreign to

had no

casting him a resentful glance. “It was

she’d acquiesce to Tristan, of the Lenoir lineage, hastily

Group usurped Damien, it’s been the most rapidly burgeoning entity in Adania.

Damien’s acumen is genuinely commendable. I never fathomed

countenance, Sebastian narrowed his eyes slightly. “Besides his appearance, is your eagerness to lay claim to Damien

realizing

averted her gaze. “Primarily

averse to a

as he gazed out the car window. “I’m cognizant of my sister’s desire to find a business rival, ensuring

complexion drained of color. “I never contemplated such matters.”

“It’s inconsequential.”

his ascent to becoming my brother–in–law, thereafter