Marrying the Man in the Dark (Damien and Cherise) novel Chapter 258

Chapter 258 Maeve Lenoir 

“The hospital doctors called the police. The police had just filed a case when lan was sent to the mental hospital. However…” 

“What is it?” 

Damien furrowed his brows. As he walked, he took the photos from Mr. Hampson. 

“However, someone dug out one eye, chopped off two fingers, and broke both legs.” 

After listening to Mr. Hampson, Damien wrinkled his brows. His gaze fell on the photos of lan. 

Ian’s body was bloody. He was tied with rope, and his legs were in strange positions. They had, indeed, been broken. 

His left eye and left hand were terribly red. 

“This is a little too cruel…” 

Mr. Hampson followed behind Damien. “From what Ian said, a woman in a wheelchair instructed people to do it.” 

“He’s suffered a great shock. He doesn’t know where it happened and can’t describe its location.” 

“Here.” 

Mr. Hampson moved closer and pulled out a letter behind the last photo. “But the nurses found this on him.” 

It was an envelope. 

Damien took out its contents. It was a printed letter on an A4-sized sheet of paper. 

The letter was addressed to Damien. 

“When have the Lenoirs become so kind and tender-hearted?” 

‘He killed your flesh and blood, but you’re only locking him up? How compassionate. 

Damien gripped the paper, and his gaze gradually darkened. 

He turned the paper over. 

Two letters were written behind the paper. ‘M’ 

Damien gripped the paper ferociously. He was so agitated that he almost ripped the paper to 

shreds. 

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It was the woman’s initials. The woman who had died in a fire thirteen years ago. 

His elder sister, Maeve Lenoir. 

“Is something wrong, Mr. Lenoir?” 

Mr. Hampson asked with slight fear and trepidation when he sensed that the atmosphere around. the man before him had abruptly turned cold. 

Damien stood on the spot like a statue, but his demeanor was so stifling that Mr. Hampson almost couldn’t breathe. 

Mr. Hampson could only speak more cautiously. “Mr. Lenoir…” 

“Investigate.” 

The man shut his eyes. His deep voice was sinister and frightening. “Find this afternoon’s traffic camera footage and find out who kidnapped lan.” 

“Alright!” 

Mr. Hampson excused himself and rushed down the stairs. 

Damien sat in his chair in the study room, and his burning gaze stared at the letters ‘ML’ written. on the paper. 

These two letters were different from the other words. They were handwritten.