My Blind Husband

Chapter 947 Gullible Rabbit 

“Let's wait for a moment,” Damien sighed softly.

It was too difficult to leave in the immediate future. Cherise would face difficulties if she were to step foot out of the house, let alone be in a public area like the airport to embark on a journey to Europe.

He didn’t want Cherise to travel discreetly, nor did he want her to endure criticism and suffering.

Therefore, he set a goal for himself-to resolve the matter concerning Sebastian Weiss within a week, allowing Cherise to venture out with dignity and regain her memory in a tranquil setting. Alternatively, she could choose not to recover her memory.

“How long is a moment?” Cherise blinked at him. “A week,” the man furrowed his brow. Then he pondered for a moment and grinned, “Perhaps it won’t even take a week.” After encountering Alain earlier, he realized that dealing with Sebastian wouldn’t be challenging.

Even though Sebastian currently held the financial reins of the Weiss Group, it was evident that Sebastian’s father, Alain, had always been at odds with him. Otherwise, Alain wouldn’t have bartered with him by leaking information from Sebastian’s camp to negotiate for Yolanda.

Within a luxurious five-star hotel in Adania, Yolanda completed her bath and settled on the sofa, pouting as she gazed at herself in the mirror.

“Dad, you have no idea. That detention center was so filthy! If | had stayed there tonight, | would have nightmares for a month!”

Alain stood by the French window, a cigar held between his index and middle fingers. He observed the scenery outside impassively and remarked, “If | hadn’t arrived today, do you think you could have handled it?”

Yolanda rolled her eyes. “Even if you hadn’t come, Sebastian would have rescued me. He knows about my obsession with cleanliness. Besides, | was detained because of him, so he would definitely have gotten me out.”This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Alain sneered with his back to Yolanda, “Silly child, it seems you’ve been deceived by him.” Arching an eyebrow, she asked quizzically, “What do you mean?”

“What do | mean?” Alain turned stiffly, his aged eyes fixed on Yolanda.

“Do you think your brother is an innocent little rabbit? Do you believe that acquiring the Lenoir

Group’s shares was Gwenn’s only reason to approach you? Don’t flatter yourself! What influence do you possess to warrant that power?”

Yolanda grew anxious, setting down the hand mirror,

“She mentioned that Tristan’s shares couldn't be sold immediately, so she approached us, raoue the Weiss Family to actylineatest’s ares! Additionally she proposed another condition to me—to accuse Cherise of plagiarizing my thesis! If | refused, Sebastian wouldn't have been able to purchase Damien’s shares!”

“What absurdity!” Alain scoffed.

“Sebastian has long been in collusion with Gwenn; he simply aimed to entangle you in this mess! Sebastian Is aware that thelwelds family disapproves of him, and in the event of a crisis, the Weiss family would discard him! However, if you become involved, it's a different story; we couldn't bear to let you go!”

“You, this naive child, are being manipulated as a pawn ithoutsyen realizing ithArtd, thiGrorning it was Sebastian who sent you to cause a scene at the Lenoir Group's office, correct?”

Yolanda pursed her lips, reluctant to admit it. “So what if it was?” she asked, her eyes averting Alain’s.

“| believe Sebastian is right. Stirring up trouble at his company, exposing the fact that he’s been deceived, will be a blow he can’t ignore. Isn’t that satisfying?”

“You, oh you,” Alain sighed helplessly, “you’re so gullible, believing everything he says!”