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 the hellish

him, you hit me. And if you think you can strut around the Ashbourne estate and walk out like nothing happened, those two

for this!” Aviana almost cheered out

serving up a plate of Lionel’s “Golden Grains”

brimmed with tears.

was ironic,

of

This is my home, and Suri is my

defiance was palpable.

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

intellectual and industry elite, had

benefited from the Bright family’s generosity, and you dare raise your hand against me? You’re ungrateful! The Ashbourne family, all of you, bullies, not a single good

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.

bottom of a

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 want children. You want it, take

“Lunatic!”

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, upstairs,

upright by the railing, and his hands, which were holding the blue veins on the railing, tightened.

Chasel’s back, pain tugged at his heart

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

seen that Evadne was really

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

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

the atmosphere seemed

his

cramp with pain. “He gets himself enemies, and he expects who to

hard on your dad, he went to

fell silent.

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

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