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.

chill down his spine, the pain on his face

And if you think you

I’m so here for

jerk now, she’d be serving up a plate of Lionel’s

Chasel’s eyes brimmed with

ironic, really.

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

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

was palpable.

swelling with pride yet

and industry elite, had never suffered such an

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

as dark as the bottom of a pan, stormed off like a ruffled rooster.

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

“Lunatic!”

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

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

at Chasel’s back, pain tugged

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

that Evadne was really ruthless when she slapped him.

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

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

left the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere

Emeric when his own wife

“He gets himself enemies, and he expects

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

fell silent.

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

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