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.

down his spine, the pain on his face momentarily forgotten under the

think you can

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

brimmed with tears.

was ironic,

warmth of family he never felt among the Brights, he found within the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold heart with a solace

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,

was palpable.

heart swelling with pride yet concerned that her hand might be

intellectual and industry elite, had never suffered such

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

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 does

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

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

“Lunatic!”

or in wit, Warner’s face turned beet red as he made a hasty retreat. Chasel took one last deep look at Evadne, no longer looking back, and walked out of the gate of Silverlake

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

back, pain tugged

He spat hard on the ground and spat out a

Evadne was really ruthless when

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

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

Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to lose some of

the hell is Emeric when his own wife

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

don’t be hard on your

fell silent.

reporting for duty, sounded better

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