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.

a chill down his spine, the pain on his face momentarily forgotten under

Chasel. I don’t care 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

I’m so here for this!” Aviana

serving up a plate

Chasel’s eyes brimmed with tears.

was ironic,

the Brights, he found within the walls of the Ashbourne

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

defiance was palpable.

yet concerned that her hand might be in

had never suffered such

face, his voice shaking, “You’ve benefited from the Bright family’s generosity, and you dare raise your hand against me? You’re ungrateful!

you say, it was Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne. The debt of gratitude is

as dark as the bottom of a pan,

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.

“Lunatic!”

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

hands, which were

back, pain tugged at

soon as he went out, Warner couldn’t help it anymore. He spat hard on the ground and spat out

was really ruthless when she slapped

it in his eyes, and the corners of his lips couldn’t stop

break.

the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to lose

is Emeric when his own wife

“He gets himself enemies, and he expects who to

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

fell

even reporting for duty, sounded better than going

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