Chapter 711 She’s Almost Like Family
Why did Rowena suddenly say her clothes were dirty? She most likely retreated to the bathroom downstairs… and didn’t have the time.
“Mr. Lensir?” Frances spoke tentatively when she heard silence on the other end.
Damien coughed lightly and instinctively understood the situation. Just provide them with a clean set of servant’s attire.”
“But….
“If they continue causing a scene, inform them you’ve consulted Cherise. Tell them Cherise wanted to personally bring them a new outfit, but you declined because you didn’t want them to be embarra*sed. If they insist on Cherise’s help, you can tell Cherise to go down.”
On the other end, Frances was perplexed but nodded earnestly. “Alright, Mr. Lenoir. I’ll do as you say.”
When the call ended, Cherise and Damien looked at each other. After a moment, they both abruptly burst into laughter simultaneously.
“Are you happy now?” The man reached out and pulled Cherise into his embrace. “You’re a scoundrel.”
“Am I?” Cherise pouted. She lay in his arms and said coyly. “I’m much better compared to your savior, who pretended to be unconscious after consuming a laxative.”
Damien nodded, gently k*ssing her cheek. “Indeed.” The man couldn’t help but sigh. “Rowena wasn’t always. like this. She used to reprimand Ursula sternly whenever her sister caused trouble. I had complete faith in
her.”
“I must bear responsibility for her sudden transformation. I treated her too nicely, and she’s forgotten her place.”
Cherise’s interest was piqued. She looked up, her clear eyes observing Damien quietly. “So tell me, who is
she?”
“A friend.” Damien didn’t hesitate. “Perhaps even closer than a friend. She’s almost like family.”
The man looked at Cherise earnestly. “If Rowena hadn’t intervened three years ago… I might have long vanished from this world.” As he spoke, he reached out to caress Cherise’s face. “Without her, you might not have me in your life now.”
Cherise’s expression changed slightly when he mentioned the fire three years ago. She could still vividly remember the ma*sive fire three years ago.
She could still recall the sweltering heat in the room, the pungent smell permeating the air, and… his unconscious face from that day. But even in his unconscious state, he still clung tightly to the small box containing their engagement rings.
The scene that day had shocked Cherise. Unfortunately, she had sustained burns to her hand and had to be evacuated immediately.
However, she hadn’t anticipated that Rowena would take all her credit. When she thought about it
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Rowena was a waitress back then, and she wasn’t disabled. During the fire, Cherise had called for Rowena’s help, but Rowena fled hastily.
Cherise was amused as she revisited the circumstances of that day. How did Rowena have the audacity to later a*sert that she had saved Damien?
But Cherise didn’t want to expose Rowena yet. Now that Cherise had returned, she was curious to see what schemes this deceitful savior would concoct to get rid of her.
“I have a question. With that in mind, she looked up at Damien sincerely. “If you were forced to choose between Rowena and me, who would you pick?”
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