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 he delivered a resounding slap across Cherise’s face. “You betrayed me!” He

blood drain from

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

commotion, Old Mr. Lenoir, supported

assessed Cherise’s red and disheveled appearance, then looked at

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

A cold voice

Tristan’s affair with Damien’s wife, so Damien should handle it,

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

snorted and leveled a fierce glare at Lennon. The

met the stare head-on and retorted defiantly. “Well, here I

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

“Closest friend?”

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

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 Tristan into

Cherise better than you think. Even if you wanted her to participate in this plan of

Cherise stunned; her

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