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 the hellish

think you can strut around the Ashbourne estate and walk out like nothing happened, those two slaps

here for this!”

she didn’t stand up to this jerk now, she’d be serving up a plate of Lionel’s

brimmed with

was ironic,

of family he never felt among the Brights, he found within the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold heart with a solace he had never known before.

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

was palpable.

her, his heart swelling with pride yet concerned that her hand might be in

intellectual and industry elite, had never suffered

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

darkened, his lips barely moving. “As you say, it was Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne. The debt of gratitude is owed to Suri, and by extension,

bottom of a pan, stormed off like a ruffled rooster.

then take my womb. It’s useless to me. I don’t want

“Lunatic!”

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

body stood upright by the railing, and his hands, which

pain tugged at his heart and

it anymore. He spat hard on the ground and spat out a

that Evadne was

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

about to break. “When I get home and see Grandpa and Dad, you’ll be

Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to lose

hell is Emeric when his

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

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

room fell

work, or even reporting for duty, sounded better than going to work like a common laborer.

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