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

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 rang out clear

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

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

brimmed with

was ironic,

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

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

defiance was palpable.

yet concerned that her hand might be in

had

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

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

the bottom of a pan,

as the winter moon, her voice icy, “You say I owe the Bright family? Fine, then take my womb. It’s useless to

“Lunatic!”

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

stood upright by the railing, and his hands, which were

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

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

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

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

were about to break. “When I get home and see Grandpa and Dad,

the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to lose

when his

with pain. “He gets himself enemies, and he expects who to deal with

her, “Evadne, don’t be hard on your dad, he went to work.”

room fell silent.

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

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