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 and glancing

you supposed to

widened in disbelief. “You…

My beloved cousin isn’t

a faint smile.

that I’m still

seems to think that all of the Lenoir wealth belongs

nor my parents can compete with you for

the state of your throat, perhaps it’s wise to keep

face might be terrifying, but at least your

lose the ability to speak in the future,”

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derisively.

Wanda worries too

I won’t lose my

Mr. Lenoir’s frown deepened upon hearing the biting, cold

enough!” Old Mr. Lenoir

with a resounding thud. “We haven’t

turns into

you should know I never wanted to see her in the

Maeve sniggered coldly.

eyes. “I second

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

“That’s enough.”

that Lennon had given him via Greg.

Greg nodded.

in front of them lit up, displaying the earlier scene in the

close to

solution to the problems the Shaw Group was currently

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