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,”

stopping beside the sofa and glancing at Cherise’s

you supposed to

eyes widened in disbelief.

beloved cousin isn’t

a faint smile. “Well, I

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

to think that all of the Lenoir wealth belongs exclusively to the Lenoir members,”

nor my parents can compete

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

terrifying, but at least

the ability to speak in the future,”

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derisively.

scoffed, “Aunt Wanda worries

I

upon

Old

the ground with a resounding thud.

we meet, it turns into an argument! Every

never wanted to

Maeve sniggered coldly.

rolled her eyes. “I

the two women argued vehemently, Damien sat gently beside Cherise, delicately applying a

“That’s enough.”

sighed and handed the chip that Lennon had given him via

Greg nodded.

of them lit up, displaying the

close to

words alone could provide a solution to the problems the Shaw Group

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