Chapter 852 Whispers of Ambition
Is Cherise, that fool, the sole person he cares about!?
The woman scoffed, “Mr. Lenoir is quite conservative.”
“It’s prudent for everyone to maintain a degree of conservatism.”
After a faint smile, he gestured for her to proceed. “Ms. Weiss, please proceed.”
Yolanda pursed her lips and left.
During the journey to the hospital, Yolanda attempted to initiate a conversation with Damien, but he either crossed his arms and gazed out the window or feigned sleep.
Boredom set in, prompting Yolanda to retrieve her phone and message her younger brother, Sebastian Weiss, “Sebastian, who in the Lenoir Group asked me to meet Damien? Damien doesn’t seem interested in meeting me at all. He’s not enthusiastic at all!”
“I’m so frustrated! I’ve never been ignored like this in my entire life!”
Shortly after dispatching the message, she received a reply, “If that’s the case, why don’t you come back earlier?”
“No way!”
Yolanda’s lips tightened. “I’ve developed a liking for Damien.”
The man on the other end of the phone held a brief silence. “Masochist.”
“Who are you referring to?”
“I’m talking about you. He doesn’t deign to pay attention to you, yet you cultivate affection for him. If that’s not masochism, then what is it?”
“Say whatever you want. I simply find enjoyment in challenging pursuits!”
“Well, we Weiss family are all cut from the same cloth.”
“What do
you mean?”
“It’s inconsequential. You proceed with pursuing Damien, and I’ll exert my best efforts to integrate you into Cherise’s acceptance as her sister.”
Yolanda lapsed into silence.
“Brother, are you serious? Do you genuinely harbor feelings for that foolish Cherise?”
“Yes.”
“You’re absurd!”
Yolanda clenched her phone, a surge of anger coursing through her. “During your time at Shawbury High, didn’t you perceive how foolish this woman was?”
“I find her remarkable. Do not speak ill of her.”
“…You’re brainwashed.
“Believe what you will. If you treat her kindly, we can benefit from our endeavors. Otherwise, I won’t concern myself with you.”
Yolanda found herself speechless.
Despite the harshness of Sebastian’s words, Yolanda reluctantly acknowledged their impact; they had shaken her to the core.
Her brother, she realized, possessed a cunning and malicious nature.
Contemplating the possibility of teaming up with Sebastian, Yolanda couldn’t deny that it might offer a smoother path to winning Damien.
With that realization, she drew a deep breath. “Fine! I’ll pursue Damien, and you pursue Cherise!”
“Yeah.”
After putting down her phone, Yolanda glanced at the man feigning sleep in the back seat through the rearview mirror.
She pursed her lips, retrieved her phone, clandestinely captured a picture of his handsome profile, and shared it on her social media with the caption, “New boyfriend, so handsome.”
“Ms. Dupont is progressing well.”
Following a thorough examination of Heather, the doctor handed Cherise a tube of ointment in the hospital’s burn unit. “Apply this evenly on the burned area for seven days.”
While continuing to document details in Heather’s medical record, the doctor provided
further instructions, “For the next seven days, it’s advisable to refrain from taking baths, and it’s preferable to have someone assist you.”
“Once the blisters on your b*dy burst, apply the ointment promptly upon discovery to prevent scarring.”
Cherise nodded silently, holding the ointment. “I understand.”
After bidding farewell to the doctor, she assisted Heather as they left the burn unit.
“Cherise, you
don’t have to support me. The burns are on my face and arms, not my legs. I can walk on my own!”
Cherise shook her head. “But you still need to take it slow.”
Heather pouted, reluctantly allowing Cherise to support her as they walked ahead.
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