Chapter 423 Maeve’s Vengeful Return

Old Mr. Lenoir let out a deep sigh and then commanded Greg, “Gather everyone back.”

Greg turned around and headed back to the living room. “Please come inside, everyone.”

Twenty minutes later, the members of the Lenoir family arrived.

Tristan’s jaw dropped as he stared in shock at the woman before him; her face was so contorted it barely resembled a human. “What… What is this?”

“A monster!”

“She scared the life out of me!”

“Is that so?”

Maeve chuckled softly, wheeling her wheelchair and deliberately spinning it a couple of times in front of Tristan. “I remember when we were kids, you used to enjoy playing with me, cousin.”

Tristan was so shocked that he nearly fell to the ground.

“You… you’re Maeve?” he stammered.

“Yes,”

beside the sofa

supposed to be

in disbelief. “You… you’re

isn’t

faint smile. “Well, I can

too happy that I’m still alive,” Maeve said

to think that all of the Lenoir wealth belongs exclusively to

my parents can compete with you

and rolled her eyes contemptuously. “Maeve, considering the state of your throat,

face might be terrifying, but at least

you’ll lose the ability to speak in the future,” Wanda

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derisively.

Wanda worries

die, I won’t

frown deepened upon hearing the

Old

struck the ground with a resounding thud. “We haven’t seen each other

we meet, it turns into an argument!

wanted to see her in the first

Maeve sniggered coldly.

eyes. “I

the two women argued vehemently, Damien sat gently beside Cherise, delicately applying a medicinal solution to the swollen red marks on

“That’s enough.”

Lenoir sighed and handed the chip that Lennon had given him via Greg.

Greg nodded.

lit up, displaying the earlier scene in the courtyard

even came close to stripping her dress

to the problems the Shaw Group

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