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

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 two slaps

here for this!” Aviana

she’d be serving up

brimmed with

ironic, really.

of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold heart with

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. You dare to humiliate her like this? Do you think we’re all dead? I should have hit you harder. If you

defiance was palpable.

swelling with pride yet concerned

elite, had never suffered

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

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 ruffled

“You say I owe the Bright family? Fine, then take my womb. It’s useless to me. I don’t want children. You want it, take

“Lunatic!”

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

which were holding the

pain tugged at

soon as he went out, Warner couldn’t help it anymore. He spat hard

that Evadne was really ruthless

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

hatred, and his teeth were about to break. “When I get home and see Grandpa and Dad,

the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere

when his

cramp with pain. “He gets himself enemies, and

“Evadne, don’t be hard

room fell

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

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