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.

spine, the pain on his face momentarily forgotten

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

for this!”

up to this jerk now, she’d be serving up a

Chasel’s eyes brimmed with tears.

was ironic,

the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold heart with

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

defiance was

with pride yet concerned that her hand might be in pain.

industry elite, had never suffered

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

Thaddeus‘ cold 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

face as dark as the bottom of

I owe the Bright family? Fine, then

“Lunatic!”

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

his hands, which were holding the blue veins on

pain tugged at his heart

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

was really ruthless when she slapped

the corners of his lips couldn’t

and his teeth were about to break. “When I get home and see Grandpa and Dad, you’ll be screwed!”

left the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere

hell is Emeric when his own wife is

stomach to cramp with pain. “He gets himself enemies, and he expects who to deal with them if not

hard on your

fell silent.

for duty, sounded better than going to work like a

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