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

felt the blood drain from her face, leaving

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

commotion, Old Mr. Lenoir, supported

red and disheveled appearance, then looked at Tristan

cane, instructing Mr. Hampson,

cold voice

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

isn’t satisfied with your punishment,

and leveled a fierce glare at Lennon. The

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

not aware,” he began, “I’m not only the child that the Belcourt family adopted; I’m also Damien’s business partner and his

“Closest friend?”

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those words. His cold eyes stared at Lennon and remarked, “I don’t see that friendship between you

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 the

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

left Cherise stunned;

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