Marrying the Man in the Dark

Cherise was still stunned by the strange turn of events, which left her befuddled. After a couple of seconds, she finally nodded
eagerly. “Yes, yes, yes.”
“But... how did you...”
“I asked Blake to bring him here,” a low voice rang out.
Damien sat in the passenger seat, his voice composed as he added, “Since you want to adopt him, I will definitely help you.”
“Yolanda deliberately inflated the price, not only to intentionally make things difficult for you but also because Sebastian truly
desires this child.”
The man’s deep voice remained steady. “Sebastian never acts without purpose; this child may not be as simple as he seems.”
“Hey hey hey.”
Alexis rolled his eyes, giving a cold glance at Damien. “Isn’t it disrespectful to discuss me as if I’m not here?”
“Too late for that.”
Damien chuckled softly. “If you are so concerned about respect, then you should have been quite upset when we initially tied you
up.”
After speaking, he glanced at Alexis through the rearview mirror. “Kid, you don’t actually mind being tied up by us, do you?”
Alexis’ lips tightened into a thin line, then he turned his head and snorted, “Although I am unwilling to admit it...”
“But a week ago, I enjoyed the drumsticks you offered.”
“And that Miss Yolanda who wishes to adopt me... I don’t like her.”
Cherise raised an eyebrow. “So you played along, not crying or causing a scene when you were tied up?”
Alexis nodded in response. “Hmm.”
Cherise tilted her head, blinking several times as if she still couldn’t believe him. “How old are you, and why are you so... so
mature?”

“I’m four and a half years old.”
The little boy then fiddled with his fingers. “Don’t underestimate me because of my age. I’ve seen a lot.”
“Since I was old enough to understand, I’ve either been kidnapped or was nearly kidnapped. I’ve witnessed a lot of the good and
bad in the world!”
Cherise’s mouth parted in silence, surprised, and a slightly grim expression was displayed on her face.
This isn’t what a four-and-a-half-year-old child would typically say.
However...
“Have you been kidnapped before?”
“Yes.”
Alexis redirected his gaze outside, pursing his lips as he elaborated, “My very first memories are when I was in Lermille.”
“Later, I was taken back and forth by people. When the individuals who took me were involved in a car accident in Adania, I was
sent to an orphanage.”
After the little one finished speaking, he glanced at Cherise indifferently. “You guys are so wealthy. You’re not planning to kidnap
me again, are you?”
Cherise pursed her lips, unsure how to respond to the child yet, but Damien furrowed his brow coldly. “You mentioned you were
in Lermille initially?”
Alexis nodded. “Yes.”
“I recall the trees there being more beautiful than the ones here!” he exclaimed.
Damien narrowed his eyes slightly and subtly signaled Mr. Hampson with his fingers.
Mr. Hampson understood immediately, then he smiled and pulled over the car to the side of the road. Swiftly typing down two
text messages, he then resumed driving.

By the time Mr. Hampson parked the car at Lenoir Residence, Alexis’ key information had already been forwarded to Damien’s
phone.
Cherise’s intuition was correct; she had indeed known this little boy from before.
According to the information, Alexis Smith was born in Lermille Hospital. His name was also chosen by Cherise.
What’s peculiar is... the sections for this child’s father and mother are actually blank.
Damien squinted slightly and continued reading.
It’s quite a coincidence that this child went missing in Lermille Hospital three years ago during an accident. The information
indicated that Cherise had been discreetly searching for this child.
Only the director of Lermille Hospital was aware of this; not even Cherise’s closest friend, Lucy, knew.
Cherise had been searching for three years, but there had been no trace of this child, so she started to feel disheartened.