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

was for Chasel. I don’t care 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

Go, Evadne! I’m so here for this!” Aviana almost

up to this jerk now, she’d be serving up a

Chasel’s eyes brimmed

ironic, really.

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

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

was

his heart swelling with pride yet concerned that her

an intellectual and industry elite, had never suffered such an

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

for Evadne. The debt of gratitude is owed to Suri, and by extension, York. What

as dark as the bottom of a pan, stormed off like a ruffled

“You say I owe the Bright family? Fine, then take my

“Lunatic!”

red as he made a hasty retreat. Chasel took one last deep

by the railing, and his hands, which were holding the

Chasel’s back, pain tugged

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

seen that Evadne was really

the corners of his lips couldn’t stop rising. Then Warner

at him with hatred, and his teeth were about to break. “When I get home and see Grandpa

Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere

is Emeric when his own wife is

“He gets himself enemies, and he expects who to deal with them if

“Evadne, don’t be hard on your dad,

room fell

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

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