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

supposed to

disbelief. “You… you’re

cousin isn’t happy

faint smile. “Well, I can

that I’m still alive,” Maeve

to think that all of the Lenoir wealth belongs exclusively to

my brother, nor my parents can compete with

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

terrifying, but at least your voice

I’m afraid you’ll lose the ability to speak in the

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derisively.

Wanda

I won’t lose my

frown deepened upon hearing the

Old Mr. Lenoir

struck the ground with a resounding thud.

turns

should know I never wanted to

Maeve sniggered coldly.

rolled her eyes.

Damien sat gently beside Cherise, delicately applying

“That’s enough.”

chip that Lennon had given him

Greg nodded.

the earlier scene in the

even came close to stripping her dress

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

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