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,”

woman replied indifferently, stopping beside the sofa

supposed to

widened in disbelief. “You…

My beloved cousin isn’t happy that

faint smile. “Well, I

that

the Lenoir wealth belongs exclusively to the Lenoir members,”

I, my brother, nor my parents

her and rolled her eyes contemptuously. “Maeve, considering the state of your throat, perhaps it’s

be terrifying, but at least your voice still

lose the ability to speak

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derisively.

“Aunt Wanda

if you die, I won’t

frown deepened upon hearing the biting,

enough!” Old

with a resounding thud. “We haven’t

we meet, it turns into an

you should know I never wanted to

Maeve sniggered coldly.

rolled her eyes. “I

Cherise, delicately applying a medicinal solution to the

“That’s enough.”

the chip that Lennon had

Greg nodded.

displaying the earlier scene in the courtyard where Tristan

came close to stripping her dress

solution to the problems the Shaw Group

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