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.

a chill down his spine, the pain on his face

you can strut around the Ashbourne estate and walk out like nothing happened, those two slaps are just a taste of our hospitality!” Evadne’s voice rang out clear

I’m so here for this!” Aviana almost

up to this jerk now, she’d be serving up

brimmed with

ironic,

the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold heart with a solace he had never known before.

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

was palpable.

watched her, his heart swelling with pride yet concerned that her hand might

an intellectual and industry elite, had never

at Evadne’s stunning face, his voice shaking, “You’ve benefited from the Bright family’s generosity, and you dare raise your hand against

cold eyes darkened, his lips barely moving. “As you say, it was Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne. The debt of gratitude is owed to Suri, and by extension, York. What

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

the winter moon, her voice icy, “You say I owe the Bright family? Fine, then take my womb. It’s useless to me. I don’t want

“Lunatic!”

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

railing, and his hands, which

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

out, Warner couldn’t help it anymore. He spat hard on the

was really ruthless when

and the corners of his lips couldn’t stop rising. Then

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

atmosphere seemed to lose some of

is Emeric when his own wife

pain. “He gets himself enemies, and he expects who to deal with them

be hard on your

fell

or even reporting for duty, sounded better than

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