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.

pain on

first 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 the Ashbourne estate and walk out

so here for this!” Aviana almost cheered out

jerk now, she’d be serving up

brimmed with tears.

ironic, really.

the Brights, he found within the walls of the Ashbourne

about the Bright family’s ridiculous rules. This is my home, and Suri is my family. You dare to humiliate her like this? Do you

was

watched her, his heart swelling with pride yet concerned

an intellectual and industry elite, had never suffered such an

Bright family’s

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

as the bottom of a pan, stormed

as the winter moon, her voice icy, “You say I owe the Bright family? Fine, then take my womb. It’s useless to me. I don’t

“Lunatic!”

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 of the gate of Silverlake Harbor. Meanwhile,

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

Chasel’s back, pain tugged at

soon as he went out, Warner couldn’t help it anymore. He spat hard on the

Evadne was really ruthless when

his lips

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

the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed

hell is Emeric when his own wife is being

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

her, “Evadne, don’t be hard

room fell silent.

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

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