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.

Lenoir, supported by Mr.

disheveled appearance, then looked

cane, instructing Mr. Hampson, “Take

cold

with a faint smirk. “It’s Tristan’s affair with Damien’s wife, so Damien should

isn’t satisfied with your punishment, will Tristan bear

Lenoir snorted and leveled a fierce glare at Lennon. The

and retorted defiantly. “Well, here I am, intervening

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

undoubtedly exploited Cherise’s trust in you, lured her here, and set up this scheme, baiting

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

Mr. Lenoir’s words left Cherise stunned; her hands clenched silently at

in her eyes. She hadn’t expected… Old Mr. Lenoir… to

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