Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband novel Chapter 1137

Chapter 1137 Whispers of Destiny
There was still a month left to settle things; it was enough time.

Plenty of time for him to make sure the Belcourt family paid for their sins.

From the stroke of one until the clock chimed three in the afternoon, Cherise and Lucy savored the flavors of the beef stew they ordered. It wasn't because they were overeating but because they were in the midst of a video call with Mandy while they ate.

With her voice echoing from the phone, Mandy divulged her struggles in the business world. This led Cherise to share news of their job application at an event management firm and their upcoming task of orchestrating the Gray Group's reception party.

Seasoned by her own experience, Mandy seized the moment to impart wisdom upon the two novices. She explained the nuances of organizing events and managing client relations, covering important details to watch for, the best ways to treat customers, and more.

Renowned for her unwavering commitment, Cherise hungrily absorbed Mandy's counsel, swiftly converting the restaurant table they were using into a makeshift workspace. Juggling tasks adeptly, she went on discussing with Mandy while she scoured the web for relevant data, deftly taking down notes in between.

Observing Cherise's zealous dedication, Lucy couldn't suppress a wry shake of her head.

This silly girl, Lucy mused inwardly, a mixture of fondness and exasperation coloring her thoughts.

After all these years, she remains unchanged—steadfast, diligent, and as serious as ever.

Bringing Cherise along to apply for an event management job had been Lucy's whimsical idea from the start, yet now Cherise took it more earnestly than she did.

Observing Mandy and Cherise deeply engrossed in their discourse, Lucy clandestinely slipped away for a breath of fresh air, mindful not to disrupt their earnest exchange.

Stepping out into the open air, Lucy indulged in a leisurely stretch, her movements fluid and unhurried. Her gaze alighted upon a sleek black Cayenne stationed across the street.

Noticing the distinctive Adania license plate affixed to the vehicle, Lucy couldn't resist stealing a few more furtive glances, her scrutiny unwavering.

Moments later, the car's door swung open, revealing a tall figure that gracefully emerged from the passenger side. With effortless poise, he swiftly made his way to the rear door, extending a gallant hand to assist a woman adorned in a flowing, regal purple gown.

A serene smile graced the lady's face as she accepted the gentleman's gesture, their synchronized movements exuding an air of refined elegance. Together, they entered the confines of an Italian eatery.

Lucy's heart skipped a beat the moment her eyes fell upon the woman in the purple dress. She stood frozen as if time itself had paused around her.

It turns out… that not only was Lennon here in Yatesville, but Violet was as well.

Uncertainty clouded Lucy's vision, but just before Violet and Lennon vanished into the Italian restaurant, Violet seemed to glance in her direction and smile.

Damien's company had gotten so big that it was surprising that he still maintained a strict work ethic.

On the contrary, another man, at this very hour, escorted Violet to dine at an upscale Italian establishment...

Lucy's inner disdain bubbled forth. "No wonder Lennon is destined to forever play second fiddle to Damien," she muttered to herself.

"Hmm? Who are you referring to?" Cherise inquired, perplexed by Lucy's cryptic statement.

Lucy hadn't realized that she had spoken aloud her thoughts on "another man."

Caught off guard by her unintended disclosure, Lucy scrambled to recover. "Oh, it's nothing," she hastily replied, attempting to deflect the conversation.

Entertained by Lucy's enigmatic remark, Cherise bid her farewell and motioned for the driver to whisk them away homeward.

"You're here, Mrs. Lenoir. Welcome back," the driver greeted, a hint of familiarity in his tone.