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.

down his spine, the pain on his

think you can strut around the Ashbourne estate and walk out like nothing happened, those

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

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

brimmed

was ironic,

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

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

defiance was

swelling with pride yet concerned

industry elite, had never

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, bullies, not

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

bottom of a pan,

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

“Lunatic!”

wit, Warner’s face turned beet red as he made a hasty retreat. Chasel took one last deep look

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

he looked at Chasel’s back, pain tugged at his

it anymore. He spat hard on the ground and spat out

that Evadne was really ruthless when

his eyes, and the corners of his

him with hatred, and his teeth were about to break. “When I get home and see Grandpa and Dad, you’ll be

the atmosphere seemed

the hell is Emeric when his

gets himself enemies, and he expects who to

to soothe her, “Evadne, don’t be hard on your dad, he went to

fell silent.

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

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