My Blind Husband

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.

weakened, causing her to stumble towards a nearby pillar. Lennon acted swiftly, extending his other hand to prevent her from

Lenoir, supported by Mr.

assessed Cherise’s red and disheveled appearance, then looked at Tristan and understood

thundered. He fiercely banged his cane, instructing Mr. Hampson, “Take him away

cold

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

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

a fierce glare at Lennon. The matters of the Lenoir family

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

“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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words. His cold eyes stared at Lennon and remarked, “I don’t see that

man continued, his voice laced with sarcasm. “You undoubtedly exploited Cherise’s trust in you, lured her here, and set up this

you wanted her to

stunned; her hands clenched silently at

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