Chapter 422 Whispers Of Vengeance

A cold, resolute voice cut through the air.

This voice…

Instinctively, Cherise followed the sound and looked in its direction-

In the distance, Lennon held a video camera, capturing the unfolding scene.

“Tristan, I’ve recorded everything. There’s no escape,” Damien confronted.

Cherise was taken aback, her eyes darting between the camera in Lennon’s hands and the thundering rage on Tristan’s face. It finally dawned on her–she understood what was happening-

and he was overcome with sudden fury as he delivered a resounding

felt the blood drain from

her to stumble towards a nearby pillar. Lennon acted swiftly, extending his

commotion, Old Mr. Lenoir, supported

appearance, then looked at Tristan

He fiercely banged his cane, instructing Mr. Hampson, “Take him away and whip him until

A cold

camera with a faint smirk. “It’s Tristan’s affair with

backfire. If Damien isn’t satisfied with your punishment, will Tristan bear

at Lennon. The matters of the Lenoir family

met the stare head-on and retorted defiantly. “Well,

not only the

“Closest friend?”

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words. His cold eyes stared at Lennon and

laced with sarcasm. “You undoubtedly exploited Cherise’s trust in you, lured her here,

think. Even if you wanted her to participate

words left Cherise stunned;

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