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

Cherise’s red and disheveled appearance, then looked at Tristan and understood the situation.

Mr. Lenoir’s voice thundered. He fiercely banged his cane, instructing Mr.

cold

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

your punishment, will Tristan bear the lashes

The matters of the Lenoir family are none

retorted defiantly. “Well, here I am, intervening

man, perhaps you’re not aware,” he began, “I’m not only the child that the Belcourt family adopted; I’m also Damien’s business partner and his closest friend.”

“Closest friend?”

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

with sarcasm. “You undoubtedly exploited Cherise’s trust in you, lured her here, and set up

you think. Even if you wanted her to participate in this plan of yours, she might not have agreed.”

stunned; her

glistened in her eyes. She

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