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

you supposed to

in disbelief. “You… you’re

isn’t

said with a faint smile. “Well, I

happy that I’m still alive,” Maeve said

the Lenoir wealth belongs exclusively to the Lenoir

I, my brother, nor my parents can

state of your throat, perhaps it’s wise to

be terrifying, but at

babbling, and I’m afraid you’ll lose the ability to

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derisively.

Wanda worries too

if you die, I won’t lose

deepened upon hearing the

enough!” Old

a resounding thud. “We haven’t seen each

meet, it turns into an argument! Every single

know I never wanted to see her in the

Maeve sniggered coldly.

rolled her eyes.

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

“That’s enough.”

that Lennon had

Greg nodded.

enormous curved television screen in front of them lit up, displaying the earlier scene in the courtyard where Tristan had ruthlessly slapped Cherise

to stripping her

solution to the problems the Shaw Group was

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