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-

His face twisted with anger, and he was overcome with sudden fury as he delivered a resounding slap

the blood drain from her face,

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

commotion, Old Mr. Lenoir, supported by Mr.

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

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

A cold voice

smirk. “It’s Tristan’s affair

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

Lennon.

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

“I’m not only the child that the

“Closest friend?”

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repeating those words. His cold eyes stared at Lennon

exploited Cherise’s trust in you, lured her here, and set up this scheme, baiting

wanted her

Cherise stunned;

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