Marrying the Man in the Dark

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.

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

then looked at Tristan and understood the

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

cold voice interrupted.

smirk. “It’s Tristan’s affair

now might backfire. If Damien isn’t satisfied with your punishment, will Tristan bear the lashes for nothing?”

leveled a fierce glare at Lennon. The matters

stare head-on and retorted defiantly.

faintly. “Old man, perhaps you’re not aware,” he began, “I’m not only the child that the Belcourt family adopted; I’m also Damien’s business partner and his closest friend.”

“Closest friend?”

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cold eyes stared at Lennon

I’m oblivious,” the old man continued, his voice laced with sarcasm. “You undoubtedly exploited Cherise’s trust in you,

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

stunned; her hands clenched silently at her sides.

eyes. She hadn’t

Old Mr. Lenoir knew

spoke up for his stubborn daughter. It

gritted his teeth. “Hmph, old man, if you knew