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 the hellish

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

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

be serving up a plate of Lionel’s “Golden Grains” to this

brimmed

was ironic,

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

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 your act,

was palpable.

yet concerned that her hand might be

an intellectual and industry elite, had

from the Bright family’s generosity, and you dare raise your

Thaddeus‘ cold eyes darkened, his lips barely moving. “As you say, it was Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne. The debt of gratitude is owed to Suri, and by extension, York. What

of a pan, stormed

Bright family? Fine, then take

“Lunatic!”

he 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,

his hands, which were holding the blue veins

pain tugged at his heart and

Warner couldn’t help it anymore. He spat hard on the ground and spat out a mouthful

could be seen that Evadne was really ruthless when she slapped him.

the corners of his

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

the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to

is Emeric when his own

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

don’t be hard on your dad,

fell silent.

reporting for duty, sounded better

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