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.

the pain on his face

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

I’m so here for this!” Aviana

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

Chasel’s eyes brimmed with tears.

was ironic, really.

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

Bright family’s ridiculous rules. This is my home, and Suri is my family. You dare to humiliate

was

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

had

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? You’re ungrateful! The Ashbourne family, all of

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

face as dark as the bottom of a

as the winter moon, her voice icy, “You say I owe the Bright family? Fine, then take my womb. It’s useless

“Lunatic!”

strength or in wit, Warner’s face turned beet red as he made a hasty retreat. Chasel took one last deep look at Evadne,

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

back, pain tugged at his heart and spread

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

that Evadne was really ruthless when she slapped

and the corners of his lips couldn’t stop

him with hatred, and his teeth were about to break. “When I get home and see Grandpa and Dad, you’ll

the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed

Emeric when his own

enemies, and he expects who to deal with them if not himself?”

her, “Evadne, don’t be hard on your dad, he went to work.”

fell silent.

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

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