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 the

and difficulty adapting, dealing with Emma was one thing, but facing hundreds or even thousands of reporters outside presented an entirely different challenge.

palms grew sweaty.

Emma’s confidence swelled. “Is something bothering you, Cherise? Afraid

escape route. Why not just leave?” Emma’s smirk

maintained her composure, offering a serene smile to Emma. “Did

“if you don’t release me, I can’t leave. And

smugness

Emma retorted,

about facing

Emma found

make your way downstairs already.”

think you can intimidate professional journalists like

will keep up her bravado when faced with real

fascinating. She’s clearly in the wrong, but she’s still putting