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.

isn’t happy that

said with a faint

that I’m still

to think that all of the Lenoir wealth belongs

nor my parents can compete with

state of your

terrifying, but at least your voice

babbling, and I’m afraid you’ll lose the ability to speak

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derisively.

scoffed, “Aunt Wanda worries too

if you die, I

frown deepened upon hearing the biting, cold

enough!” Old Mr.

Mr. Lenoir’s cane struck the ground with a resounding thud. “We haven’t seen each other for so

every time we meet, it turns into an argument! Every

never wanted to

Maeve sniggered coldly.

eyes. “I

sat gently beside Cherise, delicately applying a medicinal solution to the swollen red

“That’s enough.”

Lennon had given him via Greg. “Play

Greg nodded.

the enormous curved television screen in front of them lit up, displaying the

close to

to the problems the Shaw Group was

turned sickly pale as the recorded footage played, and