Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 423 Maeve’s Vengeful Return

Old Mr. Lenoir let out a deep sigh and then commanded Greg, “Gather everyone back.”

Greg turned around and headed back to the living room. “Please come inside, everyone.”

Twenty minutes later, the members of the Lenoir family arrived.

Tristan’s jaw dropped as he stared in shock at the woman before him; her face was so contorted it barely resembled a human. “What… What is this?”

“A monster!”

“She scared the life out of me!”

“Is that so?”

Maeve chuckled softly, wheeling her wheelchair and deliberately spinning it a couple of times in front of Tristan. “I remember when we were kids, you used to enjoy playing with me, cousin.”

Tristan was so shocked that he nearly fell to the ground.

“You… you’re Maeve?” he stammered.

“Yes,”

The woman replied indifferently, stopping beside the sofa and glancing at Cherise’s pale face.

“Aren’t you supposed to be dead?”

Tristan’s eyes widened in disbelief. “You… you’re alive?” he gasped.

cousin isn’t happy

with a faint smile. “Well, I

don’t seem too happy that I’m still alive,”

the Lenoir wealth

my brother, nor my parents can compete with you

eyes contemptuously. “Maeve, considering the state of your throat, perhaps it’s wise to keep your words to a minimum”

terrifying, but at least

ability to speak in the future,”

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derisively.

Wanda worries

you die, I won’t lose

deepened upon hearing the biting, cold

enough!” Old Mr. Lenoir

struck the ground with a resounding thud. “We haven’t seen

we meet, it turns into

you should know I never wanted to

Maeve sniggered coldly.

her eyes. “I second that!”

women argued vehemently, Damien sat gently beside Cherise, delicately applying a medicinal solution to the swollen red

“That’s enough.”

chip that Lennon had given him via

Greg nodded.

front of them lit up, displaying the earlier scene in the courtyard where Tristan had ruthlessly slapped Cherise

close to stripping

solution to the

pale as the recorded footage played, and slow fury consumed