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.”

formed a thin line. “Even if she parts ways with Damien in

your concord with

gaze drifting into the distance with a profound air. “You’ve yet to elucidate your motive for pilfering her manuscript.”

steal her work and level plagiarism accusations in a field foreign to

no

sighed, casting him a resentful glance. “It was Gwenn’s

she’d acquiesce to Tristan, of the Lenoir lineage, hastily selling Lenoir Group shares to us at a

the most rapidly burgeoning entity in Adania. Many vie for control of

must acknowledge Damien’s acumen is genuinely commendable. I never fathomed

eyes slightly. “Besides his appearance, is your eagerness to lay claim to Damien rooted in

realizing her

averted her gaze. “Primarily due to his allure!”

I’m not averse to

as he gazed out the car window. “I’m cognizant of my sister’s desire to find a business rival, ensuring the Weiss dynasty isn’t solely within my purview henceforth.”

complexion drained of color. “I never contemplated

“It’s inconsequential.”

Damien, I’m content to await his ascent to becoming