Chapter 642

Warner froze in his tracks, that all–too–familiar look of impatience creeping back onto his face.

Evadne let go of Thaddeus‘ hand and marched up to Warner with the speed of a tempest.

The next second, her slender arm swung through the air, her fiery blue eyes blazing with fury as she slapped the privileged man across the face–not once, but twice!

The sound resonated, leaving the onlookers, including Thaddeus, in shock.

Warner himself was stunned beyond belief, and it wasn’t until the sting on his cheek flared up and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth that he fully grasped what had happened.

He had been slapped!

“Evadne!” Warner covered his face with his hands, his voice shaking with rage as he struggled to hold back his fury.

Thaddeus strode over with long, determined steps, wrapping his protective arms around Evadne, his gaze upon Warner dark and foreboding.

his spine, the pain on his face momentarily forgotten under the hellish stare.

him, you hit me. And if you think you

for this!” Aviana

serving up a

brimmed

ironic,

family he never felt among the Brights, he found within the walls of the

anger flared as she thought of the humiliation Suri had to endure. “I don’t care about the Bright family’s ridiculous rules. This is my home, and Suri is my family. You dare to humiliate her like this? Do you think we’re all dead? I should have hit you harder. If you keep up your act, next time I see you, I’ll slap you again!”

was

with pride yet concerned that her hand might be in

elite, had never

to the level of street brawling, he simply trembled with rage, pointing at Evadne’s stunning face, his voice shaking, “You’ve benefited from the Bright family’s generosity, and you dare raise your hand against me? You’re ungrateful! The Ashbourne family, all of you, bullies, not a single good one

you say, it was Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne. The debt of gratitude is owed to Suri, and by

dark as the bottom of a pan, stormed off like a ruffled

say I owe the Bright family? Fine, then take my womb. It’s useless to me. I don’t want children. You want it,

“Lunatic!”

made a hasty retreat. Chasel took one last deep look at Evadne, no longer looking back, and walked out

and his hands, which were holding the blue veins on the

looked at Chasel’s back, pain tugged at his heart and

help it anymore. He spat hard

Evadne was really ruthless when she

his lips couldn’t stop

him with hatred, and his teeth were about to break. “When I get home and

the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to lose some of its

Emeric when his own wife is

stomach to cramp with pain. “He gets himself enemies, and

“Evadne, don’t be hard on your dad, he

room fell silent.

for duty, sounded better than going to work like a

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