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.

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

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

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

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

eyes brimmed with

was ironic,

found within the walls of the Ashbourne

is my family. You dare to humiliate her like this? Do you think we’re all dead? I should have hit you harder. If

defiance was

his heart swelling with pride yet

had never suffered such

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 hand against me? You’re

was Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne. The debt of gratitude is owed to Suri,

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

as the winter moon, her voice icy, “You say I owe the Bright family? Fine, then take

“Lunatic!”

either in strength or in wit, 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 Harbor. Meanwhile,

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

tugged at his heart

out, Warner couldn’t help it anymore. He spat hard on

that Evadne was really ruthless when she slapped

the corners of his lips couldn’t stop rising. Then Warner saw his

at him with hatred, and his teeth were about to break. “When

the atmosphere seemed

when his own wife is

cramp with pain. “He gets himself enemies, and he expects who to deal with them if not

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

room fell silent.

reporting for duty, sounded better than going

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