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-

he was overcome with sudden fury as he delivered a resounding slap across Cherise’s

from

stumble towards a nearby pillar. Lennon acted

Mr. Lenoir, supported by Mr.

red and disheveled appearance, then looked at Tristan and understood the

thundered. He fiercely banged his cane, instructing Mr. Hampson, “Take him

cold

put away the camera with a faint smirk. “It’s Tristan’s affair with Damien’s wife, so Damien should

satisfied with your punishment, will

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

and retorted defiantly. “Well,

you’re not aware,” he began, “I’m not only the child that the

“Closest friend?”

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cold eyes stared at

oblivious,” the old man continued, his voice laced with sarcasm. “You undoubtedly exploited Cherise’s trust in you, lured her here, and set up this

than you think. Even if you wanted her

stunned; her hands

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