Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Yolanda struggled to comprehend. “You intend to employ such a young child to settle scores with Damien and Lennon? Isn’t that a bit extreme?”

“You’re being overly vocal,” Sebastian retorted curtly, his eyes flickering open to fix on her.

“Don’t let the old man catch wind of my plans to adopt a child,” he warned, his tone sharp with urgency.

“Don’t fret,” Yolanda replied, her lips pursed tightly. “Dad pays little heed to your affairs. If he doesn’t inquire, I won’t disclose anything.”

To Yolanda, her words might have seemed innocuous statements of fact.

Yet to Sebastian, each one pierced like a dagger, stirring unease within him.

His gaze turned cold as he regarded Yolanda. “What exactly is the old man up to in Adania these days?” he inquired, his voice tinged with suspicion.

“He mentioned reconnecting with old acquaintances and conducting some business on the side,” Yolanda replied with a nonchalant shrug. “You know I have no interest in his affairs.”

At two o’clock in the afternoon, as Cherise and Damien sat discussing plans to enroll Alexis in kindergarten after finishing their meal, a sudden intrusion disrupted their tranquility. Mr. Hampson, their household staff, burst in with urgency written all over his face.

Mr. Weiss has

in surprise. “Sebastian?” she

bring him here?

Alexis’s situation,”

gaze narrowed slightly as he spoke softly to Cherise, instructing her to tend to Alexis upstairs. “I’ll go and meet him,”

her concern evident in

as a formidable villain associated with danger and treachery.

her, giving her shoulder a reassuring pat before settling onto the sofa to

later, guided by Mr. Hampson, Yolanda wheeled Sebastian, seated in a wheelchair,

of him?”

carpet, peering through the railing at Sebastian and Yolanda below. A sense of unease gnawed at him, prompting him to

her fingers tightening around the staircase railing as her breath quickened. “I…I’m starting to remember some unpleasant things, she admitted, her voice trembling.

glimpses of his photograph elicited only vague apprehension in Cherise.

a smug smile adorning his features,