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.

chill down his spine, the pain on his face momentarily forgotten under

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 are just a taste of our hospitality!” Evadne’s voice

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

she didn’t stand up to this jerk now, she’d be serving up a plate of Lionel’s “Golden Grains” to this mongrel.

Chasel’s eyes brimmed

ironic, really.

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

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 your

defiance was

with pride yet concerned that her

intellectual and industry elite, had never suffered

voice shaking, “You’ve benefited from the Bright family’s generosity, and you dare raise your hand against me? You’re ungrateful! The Ashbourne

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

bottom of a pan, stormed off like a ruffled

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

“Lunatic!”

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

which were

Chasel’s back, pain tugged at his

anymore. He spat hard on the ground and spat out a mouthful of

be seen that Evadne was really

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

hatred, and his teeth were about to break. “When I get home

the atmosphere seemed to lose some of

his own wife is being harassed?”

“He gets himself enemies,

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

fell silent.

better than going to work like

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