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,”

replied indifferently, stopping beside the sofa

you supposed to be

disbelief. “You…

isn’t

said with a faint smile. “Well, I

happy that I’m still

to think that all of the Lenoir wealth belongs

nor my parents can compete with

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

face might be terrifying, but at least your voice

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

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derisively.

scoffed, “Aunt Wanda

die, I won’t lose my

Lenoir’s frown deepened upon hearing the biting,

Old

Lenoir’s cane struck the ground with a resounding thud. “We

turns

never wanted to see her in

Maeve sniggered coldly.

rolled her eyes. “I second

beside Cherise, delicately applying a medicinal solution to

“That’s enough.”

that Lennon

Greg nodded.

the earlier scene in the courtyard where Tristan had

to stripping

to the problems the Shaw

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