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 forgotten under the hellish stare.

brother, my friend! You hit him, you hit me. And if you think you can strut around the Ashbourne estate and walk out like nothing

Go, Evadne! I’m so here for this!”

serving up a plate of Lionel’s “Golden Grains” to this mongrel.

Chasel’s eyes brimmed with tears.

ironic,

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

Suri!” Evadne’s anger flared as she thought of 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

defiance was palpable.

pride yet concerned that her hand

had never suffered such an indignity.

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

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

his face as dark as the bottom of

then take my womb. It’s useless to me. I don’t want children. You want it,

“Lunatic!”

a hasty retreat. Chasel took one last deep look at

and his hands, which were

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

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

was really ruthless when she slapped

the corners of his lips couldn’t stop rising. Then Warner saw his smile.

him with hatred, and his teeth were about to break.

left the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed

hell is Emeric when his

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

don’t be hard on your dad, he

fell silent.

better than going to work

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