Chapter 422 Whispers Of Vengeance

A cold, resolute voice cut through the air.

This voice…

Instinctively, Cherise followed the sound and looked in its direction-

In the distance, Lennon held a video camera, capturing the unfolding scene.

“Tristan, I’ve recorded everything. There’s no escape,” Damien confronted.

Cherise was taken aback, her eyes darting between the camera in Lennon’s hands and the thundering rage on Tristan’s face. It finally dawned on her–she understood what was happening-

Tristan, too, realized the seriousness of the situation. His face twisted with anger, and he was overcome with sudden fury as he delivered a resounding slap across Cherise’s face. “You betrayed me!” He bellowed.

She felt the blood drain from her face, leaving her momentarily paralyzed.

Her legs weakened, causing her to stumble towards a nearby pillar. Lennon acted swiftly, extending his other hand to prevent her from crashing into it.

the commotion, Old Mr. Lenoir, supported by Mr. Hampson,

and disheveled appearance, then looked at Tristan and

Lenoir’s voice thundered. He fiercely banged his cane, instructing Mr. Hampson, “Take him

cold

put away the camera with a faint smirk. “It’s Tristan’s affair

satisfied with your

a fierce glare at Lennon. The

the stare head-on and retorted defiantly. “Well, here I am, intervening

only the child that the

“Closest friend?”

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eyes stared at Lennon and remarked, “I don’t see that

voice laced with sarcasm. “You undoubtedly exploited Cherise’s trust in you, lured her

than you think. Even if you wanted her to participate in this plan

her hands clenched silently at her sides.

eyes. She hadn’t expected… Old

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