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.

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

friend! 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!”

Go, Evadne! I’m so here for this!”

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

brimmed

was ironic,

warmth of family he never felt among the Brights, he found within the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold heart

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 you, I’ll slap you again!”

defiance was

her, his heart swelling with pride yet concerned that

had never suffered such an indignity.

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 good one

lips barely moving. “As you say, it was Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne.

bottom of a pan, stormed

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

“Lunatic!”

wit, Warner’s face turned beet red as he made a hasty retreat. Chasel took one last deep look at Evadne, no

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

Chasel’s back, pain tugged at his

He spat hard on the ground and spat out a mouthful

could be seen that Evadne was really

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

teeth were about to break. “When

left the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed

his own

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

hard on your dad, he went

room fell

sounded better than going to

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