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.

the pain on his face momentarily

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 strut around the Ashbourne estate and walk out like nothing happened, those two slaps are just a taste of our hospitality!” Evadne’s voice

I’m so here for

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

eyes brimmed

was ironic,

of family he never felt among the Brights, he found within the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold heart with a

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 see you, I’ll slap you again!”

defiance was palpable.

watched her, his heart swelling with pride yet concerned that her hand

elite, had never suffered such an indignity.

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 family, all of you, bullies, not a

say, it was Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne. The debt of

his face as dark as the bottom of a

then take my womb. It’s useless to

“Lunatic!”

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

his hands, which were holding the blue veins on the

at Chasel’s back, pain tugged at his heart and spread quietly.

Warner couldn’t help it anymore. He spat hard on the ground and spat out a mouthful of

be seen that Evadne was really ruthless when she slapped him.

his lips couldn’t stop rising.

his teeth were about to break.

Chasel left the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to lose

Emeric when his own wife is

enemies, and he expects who to deal with them

her, “Evadne, don’t be hard on

room fell

or even reporting for duty, sounded better than going

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