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

then looked at Tristan and

cane, instructing Mr. Hampson, “Take him away and whip him

cold voice

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

backfire. If Damien isn’t satisfied with your punishment, will Tristan bear

Lennon. The matters of the Lenoir family are

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

“Old man, perhaps you’re not aware,” he began, “I’m not only the child that the Belcourt family adopted; I’m also

“Closest friend?”

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

exploited Cherise’s trust in

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

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

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

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