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.

felt a chill down his spine, the pain on his face momentarily forgotten under the hellish

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,

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

serving up a plate

brimmed with

was ironic, really.

family he never felt among the Brights, he found within the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling

Evadne’s anger flared as she thought of the humiliation Suri had to endure. “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

defiance was palpable.

pride yet concerned that her

had never suffered such an

“You’ve benefited from the Bright family’s generosity, and you dare raise your

Evadne.

face as dark as the bottom of a pan,

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

“Lunatic!”

he had no advantage, either in strength or in wit, Warner’s face turned beet red as he made a hasty retreat. Chasel took one

upright by the railing, and his hands, which

he looked at Chasel’s back, pain tugged at

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

seen that Evadne was really ruthless when she slapped him.

corners of his lips couldn’t stop

to break. “When

atmosphere seemed

Emeric when his own

himself enemies, and

“Evadne, don’t be hard

fell silent.

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

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