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

you supposed

widened in disbelief. “You…

beloved cousin isn’t happy that

with a faint smile.

happy that I’m

Lenoir wealth belongs

nor my parents

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

terrifying, but at least your voice still

the ability to

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derisively.

“Aunt Wanda worries too

you die, I won’t lose my

upon hearing

enough!” Old Mr.

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

we meet, it turns into an argument! Every

Grandpa, you should know I never wanted to see

Maeve sniggered coldly.

her eyes. “I second

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

“That’s enough.”

Lenoir sighed and handed the chip that Lennon had given him via Greg. “Play this,”

Greg nodded.

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

even came close to stripping her dress

alone could provide a solution to

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