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.

pain on his face momentarily forgotten under the hellish

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 just a taste of our hospitality!” Evadne’s voice rang

Go, Evadne! I’m so here for this!” Aviana almost cheered

this jerk now, she’d be serving up a

eyes brimmed with

ironic, really.

the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold heart with

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

was palpable.

with pride yet concerned that her

an intellectual and industry elite, had never suffered

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

Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne. The debt of gratitude is

bottom of a pan, stormed

I owe the Bright family? Fine, then take my womb. It’s useless to me. I

“Lunatic!”

Chasel took one last deep look at Evadne, no

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

at Chasel’s back, pain tugged at his

anymore. He spat hard on the

was

of his lips couldn’t stop

at him with hatred, and his teeth were about to break. “When I get home and see Grandpa and Dad, you’ll be

left the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to lose some of its

hell is Emeric when his own wife

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

hard on

room fell silent.

for duty, sounded better

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