Marrying the Man in the Dark

Doesn’t this mcan Cherise caused her mother’s death?

“I understand!”

With a determined breath, she reached for her phone, ready to execute her plan. “Sam, let’s use our company’s cyber troll…”

But her phone was snatched away before her words could fully leave her lips.

“What are you doing!?” she snapped.

Yolanda glared at Sebastian.

“Are you foolish?” he chided.

“Using our company’s cyber trolls will eventually be discovered.”

In a smooth motion, he leaned back comfortably and produced another phone, extending it towards her. “Use this phone and find a local cyber troll company in Adania,” he instructed.

“If someone asks who you are, say you are Gwenn.”

Yolanda’s frown eased as the pieces of the puzzle fell into place. “So when Damien investigates, he won’t find us, only Gwenn?” she surmised.

“Yes.”

of his actions. “Gwenn has caused you so much trouble, and it’s only

in slumber until the clock struck two

her restful cocoon, she stretched languidly and glanced at her phone

with urgency, indicating over

bore the name of Heather, five hailed from Dr. Penn, three from

clamor for her attention, tossing the phone aside as if it

was evident even

likely that the chatter outside was abuzz with speculations of her

Cherise had steeled herself for such

she swiftly retrieved her resignation letter and departed through the door, her

mask. She proceeded to the research institute with a clear countenance and devoid of

inclined to pursue a related position in her career for

no inclination to remain in a research

would extend kindness just because Damien invited them for a meal, only to later disparage her based on unsubstantiated

the reception was not as expected. Politeness replaced sarcasm, and

to

own as he beheld the resignation letter. “Why, Dr. Shaw?”

someone of your caliber is truly challenging. I sincerely hope you reconsider your decision to