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

the commotion, Old Mr. Lenoir, supported by Mr. Hampson,

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

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

A cold

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

might backfire. If Damien isn’t satisfied with your punishment, will Tristan bear the lashes for

glare at Lennon. The matters of the Lenoir family are

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

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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Mr. Lenoir scoffed, repeating those words. His cold eyes stared at Lennon and remarked,

laced with sarcasm. “You undoubtedly exploited Cherise’s trust in you, lured her here, and set up this scheme, baiting Tristan into the

better than you think. Even if you wanted her

Cherise stunned; her hands

swelled, and tears glistened in her eyes. She hadn’t expected… Old Mr. Lenoir…