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 his face momentarily forgotten under the hellish

don’t care what he 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

so here for this!” Aviana almost cheered

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

brimmed with tears.

was ironic, really.

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

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 you think we’re all

defiance was

yet concerned that her hand

intellectual and industry elite, had never suffered such an indignity.

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 you, bullies, not a single

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

of a pan, stormed off like a ruffled

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

“Lunatic!”

hasty retreat. Chasel took one last deep look at Evadne, no longer looking back, and walked out

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

at Chasel’s back, pain tugged at

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

was really ruthless

the corners of his

and his teeth were about to break. “When I

Chasel left the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed

the hell is Emeric when his own wife is being

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

“Evadne, don’t be hard on

room fell silent.

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

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