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.

on his face momentarily forgotten under

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 two slaps are just a taste of our

I’m so here for this!” Aviana almost cheered

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

Chasel’s eyes brimmed

ironic,

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

home, and Suri is my family. You dare to humiliate her like this? Do you think we’re all dead? I should

defiance was palpable.

her, his heart swelling with pride yet concerned

elite, had never suffered such an

“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

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

bottom of a pan, stormed off like

Bright family? Fine, then take my womb.

“Lunatic!”

face turned beet red as he made a hasty retreat. Chasel took one last deep look at

his hands, which were holding the

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

anymore. He spat

was really ruthless when

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

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

Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed

his own wife is being

himself enemies, and he expects who to

to soothe her, “Evadne, don’t be hard on your dad, he went to work.”

room fell silent.

even reporting for duty, sounded better than going to work

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