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

for Chasel. I don’t care what he is to you, but to me, he’s 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 nothing happened, those

for this!” Aviana almost cheered out loud.

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

Chasel’s eyes brimmed with tears.

ironic, really.

found within the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold heart

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!”

defiance was

pride yet concerned that

had never suffered such an

simply trembled with rage, pointing at Evadne’s stunning face, his voice shaking, “You’ve benefited from the Bright family’s generosity, and you

was Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne. The debt of

the bottom of a pan, stormed off

owe the Bright family? Fine, then take my womb. It’s useless to me. I

“Lunatic!”

as he made a hasty retreat. Chasel took one

upright by the railing, and his hands, which were holding the

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

spat hard on the ground and spat out a

seen that Evadne was

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

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

Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed

the hell is Emeric when his own wife is being

enemies, and he

soothe her, “Evadne, don’t be hard on

fell

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

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