Chapter 432 Miss Lenoir In Charge
“You!”
Lucy took a deep breath, gripping Cherise’s arm to steady her. “There’s no reasoning with you!”
“You can’t even stand up straight. Why are you being so stubborn?”
Cherise bit her lip, her pale face filled with determination. “Im perfectly fine.
She needed to see how he was doing to put her mind at ease.
Lucy sighed, “Danielle is keeping an eye on Damien.”
Mandy had informed Lucy over the phone about everything that had transpired between Danielle and Cherise.
Lucy strongly disliked the idea of Cherise encountering Danielle again.
But…
Cherise wanted to see Damien, and who could stop her?
Lucy supported her, but continued to protest, “If we happen to run into Danielle later, just ignore everything she says!”
“Okay.
Cherise nodded. “I won’t pay her any attention.”
Danielle’s dislike for her was not surprising.
Lucy sighed in exasperation, but still assisted her.
Damien’s room was on the top floor.
The corridor leading to his room was heavily guarded.
Cherise counted more than a dozen tall, burly men in black suits standing outside his door.
“Mr. Hampson, I’m here to see Damien.
Cherise looking as pale as a ghost, was physically supported by Lucy.
Mr. Hampson stood guard outside the door. He said uncomfortably, “But Madam, Miss Lenoir has explicitly stated that no one is allowed in without her permission.”
Cherise bit her lip, “But I’m Damien’s wife.”
Lucy raised an eyebrow, “Exactly. Cherise is Damien’s legal wife. She wants to see her husband. Who are you to stop her?”
Mr. Hampson bowed his head. “Young lady, we’re not stopping her. But these are direct orders. from Miss Lenoir.”
Impossibly, Cherise’s face grew even paler.
Lucy frowned, “Aren’t you Damien’s butler? Why are you taking orders from Danielle?”
“I am.”
Mr. Hampson nodded. “But this is unavoidable.”
“We are servants of the Lenoir household first and foremost. Mr. Lenoir’s servants, second.”
“In the past, Miss Lenoir practically managed the entire Lenoir household on her own.”
Lucy’s eyes widened in disbelief. “You-!”
Damien was only seventeen or eighteen when he had his accident. How could she have possibly…
“Then please inform Miss Lenoir.”
“Please tell her that I’d like to see my husband. Cherise smiled.
Mr. Hampson hesitated briefly before nodding. “Very well. Please wait.”
With that, he turned and entered the room.
Lucy glared after him. “What kind of reasoning is that?”
“You are Damien’s closest family, not her! How can they obey someone who disappeared for over a decade?”
“True”
Cherise pursed her lips, “The Lenoirs are peculiar like that.”
Damien was the only person she could trust and rely on in that family.
Now, she was reduced to someone akin to a refugee because he was unconscious.
She had no choice but to endure it in order to see him.
Mr. Hampson didn’t take long before the door opened.
A woman in a wheelchair was pushed out by another woman dressed in pink.
Danielle wore a mask, probably because she knew how unsightly her face was.
But the mask did nothing to hide her icy glare.
Danielle stared coldly at Cherise from the wheelchair, “You want to see Damien?”
“Yes,” Cherise nodded.
“I’d like to see him.”
