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

me. And if you think 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 and powerful, her presence

Go, Evadne! I’m so here for this!” Aviana

be serving up a plate of Lionel’s “Golden Grains” to this

brimmed with

was ironic,

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

is for Suri!” Evadne’s 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.

defiance was

heart swelling with pride yet concerned that her hand might

elite, had

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

darkened, his lips barely moving. “As you say, it was Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne. The

bottom of a pan, stormed

then take my womb. It’s useless

“Lunatic!”

had no advantage, either in strength or in wit, Warner’s face turned beet red as he made a hasty retreat. Chasel took one last deep look

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

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

couldn’t help it anymore. He spat hard on

was

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

and his teeth were about to break. “When I get home and

Chasel left the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to lose some

Emeric when his own wife is being

caused her stomach to cramp with pain. “He gets himself enemies, and he expects

don’t be hard on your dad,

room fell silent.

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

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