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

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 just a taste of

Go, Evadne! I’m so here for this!”

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

brimmed

ironic, really.

of the Ashbourne

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 you, I’ll slap

defiance was

her, his heart swelling with pride yet concerned that her hand

and industry elite, had

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 hand against me? You’re ungrateful! The Ashbourne family, all of

Evadne. The debt of gratitude is

dark as the bottom of a pan, stormed off like

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

“Lunatic!”

hasty retreat. Chasel took one last deep look at Evadne, no longer looking back, and walked out of the gate of Silverlake Harbor. Meanwhile, upstairs, unnoticed

hands, which were holding

tugged at his heart and spread

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

was really ruthless when

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

teeth were about to break. “When

Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to lose some of

hell is Emeric when his own wife is being harassed?”

gets himself enemies, and he expects who to deal with them

don’t be hard on your dad,

room fell

work, or even reporting for duty, sounded better than

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