Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Emma chuckled softly.

“You’re quite clever, Cherise.

With a graceful stride, Emma approached the window, peering at the swarm of reporters gathered outside the library. “While I may lack the finesse of a professional journalist, feel free to decline my inquiries, challenge me, or even put me on the spot.

“But,” she paused, turning back to face Cherise with a playful smile, “what about those reporters out there? How do you plan to handle them, Cherise?”

Cherise furrowed her brow, rising slowly to join Emma at the window, her heart fluttering with a hint of panic.

Oh dear.

Were all those reporters gathered for her?

Inwardly. Cherise grappled with a sense of unease.

She had glimpsed the motto of Adania University when she and Blake entered through the school gates.

recently watched dramas, Cherise had picked up

adapting, dealing with Emma was one thing, but facing hundreds or even

grew sweaty.

something bothering you, Cherise? Afraid to confront

transparency and honesty, I’ll offer you an escape route. Why

smile to Emma. “Did I

her phone, “if you don’t release me, I can’t leave. And if you do, then I should? Wouldn’t

her smugness

Emma retorted, her tone sharp.

Cherise. You’re apprehensive about facing those professional journalists downstairs.”

to Cherise’s confidence, Emma found herself supported by those

your way

you can intimidate professional journalists like us college students? Think

if Mrs. Lenoir will keep up

the wrong, but she’s