Chapter 176 Rekindling Life
“Cherry and Mr. Lenoir have arrived.”
Elvis Shaw forced a smile, exchanging pleasantries as he welcomed the group into hist home.
After a round of family greetings, the sun was rapidly making its descent. Sarah began preparing dinner while Elvis Shaw went out to fetch some wine.
Noticing Damien and Blake looking disinterested, Cherise suggested taking them to the small river near the village for fishing. Since the rural roads were uneven, Cherise found. an old crutch that had belonged to Mary and used it to assist Damien as they made their way to the river.
“Darling, can you feel it? The country air is so much fresher than in the city!” She chatted with him while strolling, taking in the serene surroundings.
Damien gave a slight nod, “Yes.”
Though the village was small, it possessed a picturesque charm, enveloped in lush greenery, and the river’s water glistened crystal clear. Such a breathtaking locale undoubtedly influenced Cherise’s pure and simple nature.
When the trio reached the riverside, Cherise located a large rock for Damien to sit. on, she remained by his side, watching Blake enthusiastically fish in the water. After observing for a while, she couldn’t help but desire to join in. However, she couldn’t leave Damien. alone, for he couldn’t see anything or enter the water.
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Should she depart, leaving him behind and indulging in fishing, he would undeniably experience loneliness and exclusion.
“Go on and join Blake,” Damien suggested, his tone devoid of annoyance.
It was apparent she yearned to go fishing from her demeanor. Cherise hesitated momentarily, then resolutely shook her head, saying, “No, I’d rather stay here and chat with you.”
Considering Damien’s inability to see and incapacity to enter the water, leaving him alone would inevitably make him feel isolated and forlorn.
“Go ahead,” Damien responded with a faint smile. “I’ll take this opportunity to make a call to the company. It’s been a day since I left; I should catch up on their reports.”
Cherise peered at him for a moment. “Are you sure you want me to go?”
“Yes,” Damien responded warmly.
“Alright!” Cherise joyfully patted his head and planted a kiss on his cheek. “I’m off to fish, my love! You be a good boy and stay right here!”
Assured that Damien harbored no objections to her going, Cherise gleefully rolled up pants and hastened into the river.
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“Blake, you won’t catch any fish that way! Watch me!” Cherise exclaimed as she waded further into the water.
Damien settled at the riverbank, gazing at the young girl with her sparkling eyes while she played with Blake. A faint smile graced his lips as he savored the contentment he hadn’t felt in a long time.
He couldn’t recollect exactly-it seemed like an eternity since his sister’s tragic death in at fire thirteen years ago. Cherise had rekindled in him the idea that life was filled with countless opportunities, something he had lost sight of.
With a smile on his face, he retrieved his phone.
“Sir, we’ve already alerted the local authorities.
“Vivian’s husband was no stranger to criminal activities, and the extent of his wrongdoings far exceeds the information we obtained.”
“Now that the police are involved, they will likely apprehend him tonight.”
Greg reported his findings to Damien. After a momentary pause, he inquired, “Sir, I don’t understand why you accompanied your wife back and then began overseeing these small matters?”
The two messages Damien had sent earlier had left Greg momentarily bewildered, making him doubt if he had misread them. The first message involved dispatching someone to collect records on a troublesome couple in a small town. The other sought. assistance in renovating and investing in a small neighborhood restaurant.
Their boss typically remained laser-focused on confronting the Lenoirs. It was as if he held nothing else in his heart or mind except for hatred and vengeance.
