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

steps before a rough, firm hand grabbed her arm. “Grandpa has many servants in

right.” Wanda laughed mockingly. “Everyone knows a country bumpkin like you enjoys hard labor, but this house has many servants. You have better sit still and behave like a

pale. She had no choice but to return to

soon as she sat down, loud noises

in.

Tristan, who was nonchalantly helping himself to

Mr. Lenoir’s expression darkened.

Belcourt are outside, demanding justice…

Lenoir glared at Tristan. “What

care. “They’re making

the nightclub that night and accidentally pinched Violet’s bum.

fell into pin–drop

threw an ashtray at Tristan. “You d*mn br*t! How could

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

suit were covered in gray

you’re worked

woman went to the nightclub in such a short dress that her underwear

Mr. Lenoir was so angry that he threw a cushion at

Damien, 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 go out to deal with them? How can you expect Grandpa to clean up your

Belcourt family members beat me

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

the shareholders

drove Tristan into a corner, giving him no chance of

only a minor matter. Tristan is more than able to deal with it.

her brow as she watched Wanda dragging Tristan out

doesn’t think he is wrong at all…Are you sure sending

and

appeared tense. He called the butler over and whispered something

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

spoken, the.dispute outside the house

heard Tristan scolding Violet

Things have indeed worsened.

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