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-

anger, and he was overcome with sudden fury as he delivered a resounding slap across Cherise’s face. “You betrayed me!” He

from her

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

Mr. Lenoir, supported by

Cherise’s red and disheveled appearance, then looked at Tristan and understood

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

A cold voice

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

might backfire. If Damien isn’t satisfied with your

glare at Lennon.

retorted defiantly. “Well, here I

faintly. “Old man, perhaps you’re not aware,” he began, “I’m not only the child that the Belcourt family adopted; I’m also

“Closest friend?”

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Mr. Lenoir scoffed, repeating those words. His cold eyes stared at Lennon and remarked, “I don’t see that

assume I’m 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 scheme, baiting

than you think. Even if you wanted her to

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

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