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

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 Ashbourne estate and walk out like nothing happened, those two slaps

I’m so here for this!”

jerk now, she’d be serving up a plate of

brimmed with

ironic, really.

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

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.

defiance was palpable.

pride yet concerned that

an intellectual and industry elite, had

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, bullies, not a single

was Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne. The debt of gratitude is

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

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

“Lunatic!”

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 Evadne, no longer looking back, and walked out

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

pain tugged at

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

could be seen that Evadne was really ruthless when she slapped

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

his teeth were about to break. “When I get

left the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to lose some of its laughter.

his

pain. “He gets himself enemies, and he expects who to deal with them if not

be hard on your dad, he went to work.”

fell silent.

duty, sounded better than going to work like a common

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