My Blind Husband

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.

beloved cousin isn’t

a faint smile. “Well,

that I’m

to think that all of the Lenoir wealth belongs exclusively to

I, my brother, nor my parents can compete with you for

her and rolled her eyes contemptuously. “Maeve, considering the state of your

but at least your voice still

lose the ability

1/3

derisively.

Wanda worries

die, I won’t lose my speaking

upon hearing

enough!” Old Mr.

a resounding thud. “We haven’t seen

turns into an argument! Every

you should know I never wanted to see

Maeve sniggered coldly.

eyes.

argued vehemently, Damien sat gently beside Cherise, delicately

“That’s enough.”

the chip that Lennon had given him via

Greg nodded.

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

to stripping

could provide a solution to the problems the Shaw Group

the recorded footage