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.

then looked at Tristan

Mr. Lenoir’s voice thundered. He fiercely banged his cane, instructing Mr. Hampson, “Take him away and whip him until he’s silenced!”

cold voice interrupted.

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

him now might backfire. If Damien isn’t satisfied with your punishment, will Tristan bear the lashes for nothing?” Lennon mocked..

and leveled a fierce glare at Lennon. The matters of the Lenoir family are none of

retorted defiantly. “Well, here I am,

child

“Closest friend?”

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

I’m oblivious,” the old man continued, his voice laced with sarcasm. “You undoubtedly exploited Cherise’s trust in you, lured her here, and

to participate in this plan of yours, she might

her hands clenched silently at

tears glistened in her eyes. She hadn’t expected… Old Mr.

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