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,

disheveled appearance, then looked at Tristan

beast!” Old Mr. Lenoir’s voice thundered. He fiercely banged his cane, instructing Mr. Hampson, “Take him away and

A cold voice

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

If Damien isn’t satisfied with your punishment, will Tristan bear the lashes for nothing?” Lennon

and leveled a fierce glare at Lennon. The matters of the Lenoir

defiantly. “Well, here I am,

“I’m not only the child that the Belcourt family adopted; I’m also Damien’s business partner and his closest

“Closest friend?”

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

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

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

words left Cherise stunned; her hands

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

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