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 his

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

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

now, she’d be serving up a plate of Lionel’s “Golden Grains” to this mongrel.

Chasel’s eyes brimmed with tears.

ironic,

warmth of family he never felt among the Brights, he found within the walls of the Ashbourne residence,

humiliation Suri had to endure. “I don’t 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, next time I

was

heart swelling with pride yet concerned that her

an intellectual and industry elite, had

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? You’re ungrateful! The Ashbourne

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

as dark as the bottom of

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

“Lunatic!”

as he made a hasty retreat. Chasel took one

which were holding the blue veins on the railing,

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

anymore. He spat hard on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood foam!

Evadne was really ruthless when she slapped him.

saw it in his eyes, and the corners of his

hatred, and his teeth were about to break.

Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to

hell is Emeric when his own wife is being

himself enemies, and he expects who to

hard on your dad,

room fell

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

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