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.

towards a nearby pillar. Lennon acted swiftly, extending

Old Mr. Lenoir,

disheveled appearance, then looked at Tristan and understood

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

cold

smirk. “It’s Tristan’s

now might backfire. If Damien isn’t satisfied with your

Lennon. The matters of

met the stare head-on and retorted defiantly. “Well, here I am, intervening

you’re not aware,” he began, “I’m not only the child

“Closest friend?”

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Lenoir scoffed, repeating those words. His cold eyes stared at

Cherise’s trust in you, lured her here, and set up this scheme, baiting Tristan into

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

Cherise stunned; her hands clenched silently

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