His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 642

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

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

I’m so here for this!” Aviana almost cheered

she’d be serving up a plate of Lionel’s “Golden

brimmed

ironic, really.

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

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

was

her, his heart swelling with pride yet concerned

and industry elite, had never suffered such an

the Bright family’s generosity,

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

his face as dark as the bottom of a pan,

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

“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 last deep look at

his hands, which were holding the blue

he looked at Chasel’s back, pain tugged at his

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

was really ruthless when

and the corners of his lips

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

the atmosphere seemed to lose

when his own wife is being harassed?”

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

her, “Evadne, don’t be hard on your dad, he

fell

or even reporting for duty, sounded better than

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