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-

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

from her

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

Mr. Lenoir, supported by Mr. Hampson,

Cherise’s red and disheveled appearance,

despicable beast!” Old Mr. Lenoir’s voice thundered. He fiercely banged his cane, instructing Mr.

A cold

faint smirk. “It’s Tristan’s

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

fierce glare at Lennon.

the stare head-on and retorted

began, “I’m not only the child that the Belcourt family adopted; I’m also Damien’s business partner

“Closest friend?”

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cold eyes stared at Lennon and remarked, “I don’t see

undoubtedly exploited Cherise’s trust in you, lured her here, and set up this scheme, baiting Tristan into the

think. Even if you wanted her to participate in this plan of yours, she might not have

words left Cherise stunned; her hands clenched silently

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