Chapter 9 Deep Conversation

Wanda froze.

All June said was that Damien kicked her out due to Cherise. She did not explain why.

It turned out she had humiliated Cherise!

Wanda pursed her lips. She would never have brought up this matter if she knew the reason.

Raymond smiled diplomatically. “Damien is a man of dignity. Furthermore, Cherise is the daughter–in–law of the Lenoir family. How can we allow a servant to humiliate her?”

Wanda had no retort. All she could do was snort indignantly and stay silent.

At the same time, Old Mr. Lenoir switched the conversation topic and chatted with Cherise.

Suddenly, Raymond’s phone rang. His face turned pale when he saw the number on the screen. “I have to take this call. You all go on without me.”

Damien’s tone was a little cold. “Sure, Uncle Raymond.”

Tristan walked in flippantly shortly after Raymond left.

He glanced at the people in the living room and plopped himself in a seat opposite Cherise, winking at her.

Old Mr. Lenoir was annoyed with Tristan’s flirtatious attitude and scolded, “She’s your sister–in- law!”

“I know.”

Tristan blinked suggestively. “I bumped into them at the gates. Cherise and I had a ‘deep‘ conversation just now.”

He emphasized the word ‘deep,‘ prompting Cherise to furrow her brow.

She turned away and noticed the servants were preparing dinner in the kitchen.

“I’ll help out in the kitchen.”

stood up immediately

was determined to get away

hand grabbed her arm. “Grandpa has

mockingly. “Everyone knows a country bumpkin like you enjoys hard labor, but this house has

had no choice but

down,

in. “Old Mr.

at Tristan, who was nonchalantly helping himself to

Lenoir’s

said nervously, “Old… Mr. Belcourt and Ms. Belcourt are outside, demanding justice… They claimed Mr. Tristan violated Ms. Belcourt’s

at

eating fruits without care. “They’re making a

that night and accidentally pinched Violet’s

living room fell into pin–drop

at Tristan. “You d*mn br*t! How could you say it’s

the ashtray. Although it did not hit him, cigarette soot scattered

were covered

you’re worked

my fault! That woman went to the nightclub in such a short dress that her underwear was almost visible. She was

Mr. Lenoir was so angry that he threw a cushion

family came here to

Belcourt family members

were this irresponsible, Tristan. If I’m not mistaken, Grandpa appointed you as the president of a subsidiary

for such a minor matter, the shareholders will think you’re

into a corner, giving him no chance

Tristan with her. “It’s only a minor matter. Tristan is more than able to deal with

watched

is wrong at all…Are you sure sending him out

turned to Damien and saw

the butler

unreasonable, and Tristan feels no remorse over what he did. An intelligent man like you couldn’t have

Mr. Lenoir had spoken,

Tristan scolding

Things have indeed worsened.

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