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 face momentarily

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

for

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

Chasel’s eyes brimmed

ironic, really.

walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold heart with a solace he had never

the 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

was palpable.

pride yet concerned that

had never suffered

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? You’re ungrateful! The

was Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne. The debt of gratitude is owed to

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

I owe the Bright family? Fine, then take my womb. It’s useless to me.

“Lunatic!”

had no advantage, either in strength or in wit, 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

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

tugged at his heart and spread quietly.

couldn’t help it anymore. He spat hard on the

that Evadne was

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

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

left the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to

is Emeric when his

gets himself enemies, and he

hard on your dad, he went to

room fell

better than

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