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.

spine, the pain on his face momentarily forgotten under

my brother, my friend! You hit him, you hit me. And if you think you can strut around the Ashbourne estate and walk out like

Evadne! I’m so here for this!” Aviana almost cheered out loud.

stand up to this jerk now, she’d be serving up a plate of Lionel’s “Golden Grains” to this mongrel.

eyes brimmed

was ironic, really.

within the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold heart with a solace

Bright family’s ridiculous rules. This is my home, and Suri is my family. You dare to humiliate

was

swelling with pride yet

an intellectual and industry elite, had

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

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

of a pan,

then take my womb. It’s useless to me. I don’t want children. You want it,

“Lunatic!”

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

and his hands, which

he looked at Chasel’s back, pain tugged at his heart and spread quietly.

couldn’t help it anymore. He spat hard on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood

be seen that Evadne was

his lips couldn’t stop rising. Then Warner saw his

to break. “When I get home and see Grandpa and Dad,

Harbor, the atmosphere seemed

the hell is Emeric when his own

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

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

room fell

to work, or even reporting for duty, sounded better than going

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