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.

his spine, the pain on his face momentarily forgotten under

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

for this!” Aviana almost cheered

now, she’d be serving up a plate of Lionel’s “Golden Grains” to this

brimmed with

was ironic, really.

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, next time I see you, I’ll

was

heart swelling with pride yet concerned that her hand might be in

industry elite, had

the level 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

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 does it have to do

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

as the winter moon, her voice icy, “You say I owe the Bright family? Fine, then take my womb. It’s useless to me. I don’t want children. You want it,

“Lunatic!”

made a hasty retreat. Chasel took one last deep look at Evadne, no longer looking back, and walked out of

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

pain tugged at

He spat hard on the ground and spat

seen that Evadne was really ruthless when

corners of his lips couldn’t stop rising.

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

left the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to lose some of

the hell is Emeric when his own wife is

cramp with pain. “He gets himself enemies, and he expects who to

be hard on your dad, he

fell silent.

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

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