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 his face momentarily

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 voice rang out clear and powerful, her presence commanding.

so here for this!” Aviana almost

serving up a plate of

eyes brimmed with

ironic,

of family he never felt among the Brights, he found within the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his

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

defiance was

watched her, his heart swelling with pride yet concerned that her hand might be

intellectual and industry elite, had never suffered

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

who sought the medicine for Evadne. The debt of gratitude is owed to Suri, and by extension,

dark as the bottom of

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

“Lunatic!”

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

by the railing, and his hands, which

tugged at his

he went out, Warner couldn’t help it anymore. He spat hard on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood foam!

seen that Evadne was really ruthless when she

his lips couldn’t

teeth were about to break.

Chasel left the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere

is Emeric when his own

“He gets himself enemies, and he expects who to deal with them if

don’t be hard on your dad, he went

fell silent.

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

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