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.

chill down his spine, the pain on

me. And if you think you can strut around

here for

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

brimmed

ironic,

the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold heart with a solace he had

“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

was

swelling with pride yet concerned that her hand might

intellectual and industry elite, had never suffered

to the level 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,

say, it was Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne. The debt

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

voice icy, “You say I owe the Bright family? Fine, then take my womb. It’s useless to me. I don’t want

“Lunatic!”

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

his hands, which were holding

at Chasel’s back, pain tugged at his heart and spread quietly.

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

Evadne was really

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

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

atmosphere seemed to lose some

his

stomach to cramp with pain. “He gets himself enemies, and

be hard on your dad, he

room fell

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

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