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

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

so here for this!” Aviana almost

jerk now, she’d be serving up a plate of Lionel’s

brimmed

was ironic, really.

he found within the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold heart

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 her like this? Do you think we’re all dead? I should have hit you harder. If

was palpable.

heart swelling with pride yet concerned that her hand might be in

elite, had

to stoop 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 Ashbourne family, all of you, bullies, not a single good one among

lips barely moving. “As you say, it was Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne. The debt of gratitude is owed to Suri,

as the bottom of a pan, stormed off like a

calm as the winter moon, her voice icy, “You say I owe the Bright family? Fine, then take my womb. It’s useless to me. I don’t want

“Lunatic!”

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

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

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

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

seen that Evadne was really ruthless when she slapped

it in his eyes, and the corners of his lips couldn’t stop rising. Then Warner saw

and his teeth were about to break. “When I

the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere

when his own wife is

gets himself enemies, and he expects who to deal

be hard on

fell silent.

duty, sounded better than going to work like a common laborer.

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