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.

on his

him, you hit me. And if you think you can strut around the Ashbourne estate and walk

so here for this!” Aviana almost cheered out

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

eyes brimmed with

ironic,

found within the walls of the Ashbourne residence, filling his

Evadne’s anger flared as she thought of the 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 have hit you harder. If you keep up

defiance was

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

industry elite, had never

of 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 hand against me? You’re ungrateful! The Ashbourne family, all of you,

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

bottom of a pan, stormed off

Fine, then take my womb. It’s useless to me. I don’t want children. You want it, take it!”

“Lunatic!”

wit, Warner’s face turned beet red as he made a hasty retreat. Chasel took one last deep look at Evadne, no longer looking back, and walked out of the gate of Silverlake

hands, which were holding the blue veins

pain tugged at his heart and spread

went out, Warner couldn’t help it anymore. He spat hard on the ground

was really ruthless

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

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

Chasel left the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to lose

his own wife

gets himself enemies, and

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

room fell silent.

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

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