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

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

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

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

eyes brimmed with tears.

was ironic,

felt among the Brights, he found within the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his

care 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 think we’re all dead? I should have hit you harder. If you keep up your act,

was palpable.

heart swelling with pride yet concerned that her

intellectual and industry elite, had never suffered such an indignity.

to 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?

medicine for Evadne. The debt of gratitude is owed to Suri, and by extension, York. What does it have to do

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

voice icy, “You say I owe the Bright family? Fine, then take

“Lunatic!”

he made a hasty retreat. Chasel took

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

at Chasel’s back, pain tugged at

spat hard on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood

that Evadne was really

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

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

atmosphere

is Emeric when his

frustration caused her stomach to cramp with pain. “He gets himself enemies,

her, “Evadne, don’t be hard on your

room fell silent.

sounded better than going

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