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.

felt a chill down his spine, the pain on his

my friend! You hit him, you hit me. And if you think you can strut around the Ashbourne estate and

so here for this!” Aviana almost cheered

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

eyes brimmed with

was ironic,

within the walls of the Ashbourne

had to endure. “I don’t care about the Bright family’s ridiculous rules. This is my home, and Suri is my family.

defiance was

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

elite, had never

at Evadne’s stunning face, his voice shaking, “You’ve benefited from the Bright family’s generosity, and you dare raise your hand against

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 have to do with you?”

of

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 children. You

“Lunatic!”

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 of the gate of Silverlake

his hands, which were holding the blue veins on the railing,

at Chasel’s back, pain tugged

He spat

was really ruthless when she slapped him.

saw it in his eyes, and the corners of his lips

break. “When I get home

Chasel left the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to lose

his own wife

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

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

room fell silent.

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

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