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

felt the blood drain from her face, leaving her momentarily

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

commotion, Old Mr. Lenoir, supported by Mr. Hampson,

red and disheveled appearance, then looked at Tristan and understood

his cane, instructing Mr. Hampson, “Take him away and whip him

cold voice

a faint smirk. “It’s Tristan’s affair with Damien’s wife, so Damien should handle it,

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

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

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

“I’m not only the child that the Belcourt family adopted; I’m also

“Closest friend?”

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words. His cold eyes stared at Lennon and remarked, “I don’t

man continued, his voice laced with sarcasm. “You undoubtedly exploited Cherise’s trust in you, lured her here, and

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

left Cherise stunned; her hands

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