Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 425 Beyond Broken Ties

“In the future, there will be no more disputes, no more rivalry. Everyone can go their separate ways; wouldn’t that be great?”

“But…”

Lennon, standing nearby, shook his head with a faint smile and jeered, “Even if you destroy Lenoir Group, what then?”

“In the future, even if you and Dame manage to rebuild a thriving business, can you guarantee that

your descendants won’t tear each other apart for the spoils?” Maeve retorted; her gaze was sharp and cold.

“The downfall of the Lenoir Group doesn’t rest on the shoulders of the organization itself but on the twisted ambitions of the Lenoir family members.”

Maeve glared at Lennon. “Why do you care?”

“Frankly, it’s none of my business,” he said casually.

Lennon shifted into a more comfortable position on the couch. “I’m merely disturbed witnessing the annihilation of a once esteemed and respected establishment, all because of your impetuous vendetta.”

She hurried to the company early in the morning, determined to meet Damien and make him comply with her demands. She intended to exploit Raymond’s recent mistakes, exacerbate the situation, and involve the entire Lenoir Group.

believed that sensationalizing it could tarnish the reputation of the Lenoir Group.

noticed the divergent problem-solving approaches of

Damien had once proposed holding the

as time unfolded, his perspective

for the truth to surface so Raymond could face the consequences he deserved and perhaps find redemption for being

remained stubborn to destroy it

with your parents

chuckle. “If I were to claim innocence,

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“But that incident…”

and looked up at Maeve, “Maeve, thirteen years ago, you tried to tarnish my name with baseless accusations,

not expect you to still hold onto that hatred from the past.”

misled your mother, convincing her to transfer her shares

to harm anyone, Raymond

on the wheelchair’s handles; her voice trembled in fury. “It’s been

her steely gaze on him. “Think logically. Who had a motive

Mr. Lenoir remained

who was tenderly attending to Cherise’s wounds. “Damien, what’s your take