My Blind Husband

Emma chuckled softly.

“You’re quite clever, Cherise.

With a graceful stride, Emma approached the window, peering at the swarm of reporters gathered outside the library. “While I may lack the finesse of a professional journalist, feel free to decline my inquiries, challenge me, or even put me on the spot.

“But,” she paused, turning back to face Cherise with a playful smile, “what about those reporters out there? How do you plan to handle them, Cherise?”

Cherise furrowed her brow, rising slowly to join Emma at the window, her heart fluttering with a hint of panic.

Oh dear.

Were all those reporters gathered for her?

Inwardly. Cherise grappled with a sense of unease.

She had glimpsed the motto of Adania University when she and Blake entered through the school gates.

dramas, Cherise had picked up the notion of challenging

thing, but facing hundreds or even thousands of reporters outside presented

grew

bothering you, Cherise?

professed transparency and honesty, I’ll offer you an escape route. Why not just leave?” Emma’s smirk was unmistakable.

serene smile to

into her chair and idly playing with her phone, “if you don’t release me, I can’t leave. And if you do, then I should? Wouldn’t

momentarily speechless, her smugness tempered by Cherise’s

posturing, Emma retorted,

it, Cherise. You’re apprehensive about facing

Emma found

your way

think you can intimidate professional journalists like us college

Mrs. Lenoir will keep up her bravado when faced

clearly in the wrong, but she’s still putting on a front.