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-

His face twisted with anger, and he was overcome with sudden fury as

the blood drain from her

to stumble towards a nearby pillar. Lennon acted swiftly, extending his other hand to prevent her from crashing into

commotion, Old Mr. Lenoir,

red and disheveled appearance, then looked

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

A cold voice

smirk. “It’s Tristan’s affair with Damien’s

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

Mr. Lenoir snorted and leveled a fierce glare at Lennon. The matters of the Lenoir

met the stare head-on and retorted defiantly.

the child

“Closest friend?”

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stared at Lennon and remarked, “I don’t

undoubtedly exploited Cherise’s trust in you, lured her here, and set up this

you think. Even if you wanted her to

Lenoir’s words left Cherise stunned; her hands clenched silently at her

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