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-

overcome with sudden fury as he delivered a resounding slap across Cherise’s face. “You

drain from her face,

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

Lenoir,

Cherise’s red and disheveled appearance, then

his cane, instructing Mr.

cold

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

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

Lennon. The matters of the Lenoir family are

and retorted defiantly. “Well, here I am,

he began, “I’m not only the child that the Belcourt family

“Closest friend?”

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cold eyes stared at Lennon

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

her

stunned; her

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