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.

the pain on his face momentarily forgotten under the hellish

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 are just a taste of our hospitality!” Evadne’s

so here for

she didn’t stand up to this jerk now, she’d be serving up a plate of Lionel’s “Golden Grains” to this

Chasel’s eyes brimmed with

was ironic, really.

family he never felt among the Brights, he found within the walls of the

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, next time I

was

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

intellectual and industry elite, had never suffered such an

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 among

lips barely moving. “As you say, it was Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne. The debt of gratitude is owed to

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

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

“Lunatic!”

face turned beet red as he made a hasty retreat. Chasel took

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

Chasel’s back, pain tugged at his heart

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

be seen that Evadne was really ruthless when she slapped him.

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, you’ll be screwed!”

Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed

Emeric when his own wife is

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

“Evadne, don’t be hard

room fell

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

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