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 under

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

Go, Evadne! I’m so here for this!” Aviana almost cheered

be serving up a plate of Lionel’s “Golden

eyes brimmed

was ironic,

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

family’s ridiculous rules. This is my home, and Suri is my family. You dare to

was palpable.

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

industry elite, had never

stoop to the level of street brawling, he simply trembled 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 you,

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

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

then take my womb. It’s useless to me. I don’t want children. You

“Lunatic!”

a hasty retreat. Chasel took one last deep look at Evadne, no longer looking back, and walked

hands, which were holding the blue

at Chasel’s back, pain tugged at his heart and spread quietly.

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

that Evadne was really

of his lips couldn’t stop

about to break. “When I get home

atmosphere seemed to

when his

“He gets himself enemies, and he expects who to deal with them if not himself?”

hard on your dad, he

room fell

sounded better than going to work like a

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