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.

his spine, the pain on his face momentarily forgotten under the hellish

what 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

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

didn’t stand up to this jerk now, she’d be serving up a plate of

brimmed with tears.

was ironic, really.

the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold heart with a solace he had never

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

was palpable.

yet concerned that her hand might be

intellectual and industry elite, had never suffered such

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

cold eyes darkened, his lips barely moving. “As you say, it was Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne.

as the bottom of a pan,

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

“Lunatic!”

red as he made a hasty retreat. Chasel took

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

back, pain tugged

it anymore. He spat hard on the ground and

was really ruthless

eyes, and the corners of his

with hatred, and his teeth were about to break. “When I get home and see Grandpa

the atmosphere seemed

his own wife is being

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

tried to soothe her, “Evadne, don’t be hard on your dad,

fell

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

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