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

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

for this!” Aviana almost cheered out loud.

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

brimmed with tears.

ironic,

the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold heart

slap is for Suri!” Evadne’s anger flared as 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 you keep up your act, next time I see

defiance was

her, his heart swelling with pride yet concerned

intellectual and industry elite, had never suffered such an

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

Thaddeus‘ cold eyes darkened, 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 have to do with you?”

face as dark as the bottom of a pan, stormed off like a

Fine, then take my womb. It’s useless to me. I don’t want children. You want it, take

“Lunatic!”

took one last deep look at Evadne, no longer looking back, and

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

Chasel’s back, pain tugged at his heart

spat

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

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

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

atmosphere seemed to lose some of its

hell is Emeric when his own wife is being

enemies, and he expects who to deal

be hard on your dad, he

room fell silent.

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

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