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

slap, Warner, was 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

Go, Evadne! I’m so here for

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

Chasel’s eyes brimmed with tears.

ironic,

Brights, he found within the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling

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 keep up your act, next time I see

defiance was palpable.

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

industry elite, had never

trembled with rage, pointing at Evadne’s stunning face, his voice shaking, “You’ve benefited from the Bright family’s generosity, and you

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 it have to

of a pan, stormed off like a ruffled

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

“Lunatic!”

either in strength or in wit, Warner’s face turned beet red as he made a hasty retreat. Chasel took one last deep look at Evadne, no longer looking back, and walked out

by the railing, and his hands, which were holding the blue

pain tugged at his heart and spread

Warner couldn’t help it anymore. He spat hard

could be seen that Evadne was really ruthless when she

in his eyes, and the corners of his lips couldn’t stop rising. Then Warner saw

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

Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to lose some of its

hell is Emeric when his own wife is

her stomach to cramp with pain. “He gets himself enemies, and he expects who to deal with them

hard on

room fell

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

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