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

was determined to

a rough, firm hand grabbed her arm. “Grandpa has many servants in this house. You don’t have to do

country bumpkin like you enjoys hard labor, but this house has many servants. You have better sit still and behave like

no choice

sat down,

in. “Old Mr.

who was nonchalantly helping himself to the fruit

Mr. Lenoir’s expression

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

at Tristan. “What did

eating fruits without care. “They’re making a fuss

the nightclub that night

fell

Old Mr. Lenoir threw an ashtray at Tristan. “You d*mn br*t! How could you say it’s

the ashtray. Although it did not hit him,

suit were covered in

you’re worked

continued, “It’s not my fault! That woman went to the nightclub in such a short dress that her underwear was almost visible.

Lenoir was so angry that he threw a cushion at

who had been silent all this while, finally spoke. “You’re a grown man. Since the Belcourt family came here to make demands, shouldn’t you

Belcourt family members beat

indifferently, “I never knew you were this irresponsible, Tristan. If I’m not mistaken, Grandpa appointed you as the president of

to rely on Grandpa for such a minor matter, the shareholders will think you’re untrustworthy. Then, your status as president will be

drove Tristan into a corner, giving him no chance

is more than able to deal with it. You didn’t

watched Wanda dragging Tristan out

doesn’t think he is wrong at all…Are you sure sending him out won’t worsen

turned to Damien and saw him sipping

tense. He called the butler over and whispered

feels no remorse over

had spoken, the.dispute outside the

heard Tristan

Things have indeed worsened.

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