Chapter 252 You Deserve It
“Why the heck are you pretending to be innocent? You secretly enticed my brother. How pure can you be?”
“She didn’t seduce me.”
Lennon’s cold and deep voice suddenly rang in her ears.
Violet gritted her teeth. She knew that Lennon would support Cherise after arriving, so she threw the teacup in her hands at Cherise.
She wouldn’t have another chance to do so if she didn’t do it now!
With Damien protecting the dumb country bumpkin, Lennon wouldn’t allow Violet to harm. Cherise!
The teacup was filled with scalding tea.
It fell to the floor with a crash.
Violet looked up in delight. She wanted to see Cherise’s miserable state after Cherise was splashed with a hot liquid.
But Violet looked up into Damien’s icy and menacing eyes instead.
At that moment, he gently pulled Cherise into his arms and looked at Violet coldly.
The left side of his suit was soaked with tea. A few tea leaves were even stuck to his coat.
Damien had clearly stopped the tea from splashing Cherise.
Violet gritted her teeth viciously.
She knew all along that Damien doted on Cherise immensely.
She finally personally witnessed it today.
Jealousy crept through her heart like vines.
Why does Cherise deserve it?!
She’s just a dim-witted, foolish girl from the countryside. She doesn’t know anything, and she can’t do anything. Why does Damien value her so much?
‘Smack!”
Violet was slapped fiercely before she could return to her senses from feeling envious.
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She was slightly dizzy from the slap and turned around subconsciously A young teen’s faer was before hers. He was around thirteen or fourteen years old.
She instinctively took a few steps back.
She had previously seen this young teen in a navy blue outfit the last time she was at the police
station.
Blake Lenoir.
The most outstanding young b*dyguard by Damien’s side.
He was also currently Cherise’s b*dyguard.
“I don’t like hitting women.”
The young teen raised his hand.
‘Smack!
“But you deserve it.”
After Blake had slapped Violet for the fifth time, Damien waved his hands. “Let’s stop for Lennon’s sake.”
“You can just express concern for Blake if you don’t want him to feel tired. Don’t use me as an
excuse.”
Lennon leaned against the railing of the spiral staircase. He spoke indolently and indifferently. “I don’t acknowledge having any relationship with Ms. Belcourt. You don’t have to stop on my
behalf.”
Violet felt her face burning. It wasn’t just because Blake had slapped her five times. It was also because of Lennon’s words.
He said he didn’t acknowledge having any relationship with her.
But he’s my brother!
She looked up at Lennon as she clenched and loosened her fists by her side. “Bro, are you joking? I’m your younger sister!”
“Younger sister?”
Lennon was still leaning against the railing of the European-style spiral staircase. A scornful smile. was on the corners of his l*ps. “The younger sister who called me the bearer of bad luck and told me to get lost over a decade ago?”
“Or the younger sister who cried and made a fuss asking our parents to get rid of me because she was afraid that my sickness would spread to her?”
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But I was also a cholel
