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 pale

you supposed to

eyes widened in disbelief. “You… you’re alive?”

isn’t

faint

happy that I’m still alive,” Maeve

seems to think that all of the Lenoir wealth belongs

my parents can compete

the state of

be terrifying, but at

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

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derisively.

“Aunt Wanda worries too

I won’t lose my

deepened upon hearing the

Old Mr.

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

it turns into an argument! Every

never wanted to see her in

Maeve sniggered coldly.

eyes. “I

gently beside Cherise, delicately applying a medicinal solution to the swollen red marks

“That’s enough.”

the chip that Lennon had given him via

Greg nodded.

of them lit up, displaying the earlier scene in the courtyard where Tristan had ruthlessly slapped

close to stripping her dress

could provide a solution to the problems the Shaw

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