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

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 our hospitality!” Evadne’s voice rang

I’m so here for this!”

she didn’t stand up to this jerk now, she’d be serving

brimmed

was ironic,

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

for Suri!” 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 you think we’re all dead? I should have hit you harder. If you keep up your

was palpable.

yet concerned that

industry elite, had

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?

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, York. What does it have to do

dark as the bottom of a pan, stormed

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

“Lunatic!”

Chasel took one last deep look

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

looked at Chasel’s back, pain tugged at

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

was really ruthless when she slapped

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

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

Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to lose some of its

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

“He gets himself enemies, and he expects who

don’t be hard on your dad,

fell

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

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