My Blind Husband

How could a woman from a rural area, carning only a little over three thousand a month, afford to pay two hundred thousand? Furthermore, how could she have the connections to arrange for her son to study abroad?

Perhaps realizing that his lie was falling apart, Mr. Whitlock quickly implicated Heather and Mr. Zeller. “They’re conspiring! Heather and this Mr. Zeller are in cahoots! It’s them!

“I don’t know this young lady.” Mr. Zeller crossed his arms, leaning against a distant pillar, calmly observing Mr. Whitlock’s performance. “Mr. Whitlock, you took our money. Why are you trying to shift the blame onto others? Ms. Weiss will be displeased if she hears this. Then, your son will lose his chance to study abroad.”

Mr. Whitlock froze. He looked at Mr. Zeller before turning to Cherise again. “Cherise, I can explain…”

Cherise couldn’t be bothered with him. She helped Heather to her feet, saying, “If anything happens to Heather, I will hold your entire family responsible!”

After saying that, Cherise immediately grabbed Heather and left the room. By now, Heather’s face was red and swollen.

at Mr. Whitlock with disdain. “What’s Cherise’s background? Why did you suddenly turn against us and use another young lady

investigate a person’s identity before you set them up? When you brought up Mr. Lenoir

Whitlock took a deep breath. He felt a chill as he recalled what had just happened. He foolishly thought these people had driven

But in reality…

and opened it. It was Damien in

Whitlock.” Damien looked at Mr. Whitlock indifferently. “I’m here to

colleague got injured just now,

that, he looked at Damien, trying to win some favor. “Dr. Shaw is truly a

“She went to the hospital with a colleague?”

nodded, “Yes, a colleague got scalded…”