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.

pain on

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

here for this!” Aviana almost cheered

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

Chasel’s eyes brimmed with

was ironic,

found within the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold

is my family. You dare to humiliate her like this? Do you think we’re all dead? I should have hit you harder. If

was

pride yet concerned that her hand might be in

intellectual and industry elite, had never suffered

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

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

his face as dark as the bottom of a pan, stormed off

Fine, then take my womb. It’s

“Lunatic!”

as he made a hasty retreat. Chasel took

which were holding

pain tugged at his

He spat hard on the ground and spat out a

that Evadne was really

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

hatred, and his teeth were about to break.

Chasel left the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to lose

Emeric when his own

cramp with pain. “He gets himself enemies, and he expects who to deal with them

don’t be hard on your

fell silent.

better than going to work like a common

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