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

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 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 cheered out loud.

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

eyes brimmed with

was ironic,

Brights, he found within the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold heart with a solace he

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

was palpable.

her, his heart swelling with pride yet

and industry elite, had never

at Evadne’s stunning face, his voice shaking, “You’ve benefited from the Bright family’s

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

as dark as the bottom of a pan, stormed off

voice icy, “You say I owe the Bright family? Fine, then take my womb. It’s useless to me. I don’t want children. You want it, take

“Lunatic!”

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,

railing, and his hands, which were

at Chasel’s back, pain tugged

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

was really ruthless when

the corners of his lips couldn’t stop rising. Then Warner saw his smile.

his teeth were about to break. “When I

atmosphere seemed

his

gets himself enemies, and

her, “Evadne, don’t be hard on your dad, he went to work.”

room fell

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

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