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

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 rang out clear

I’m so here for this!” Aviana

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

brimmed

ironic,

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

second slap is for Suri!” 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

was

yet

industry elite, had never suffered

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!

you say, it was Suri who sought the medicine for Evadne. The debt of gratitude is owed to Suri, and by extension,

face as dark as the bottom of a

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

“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, no longer looking back, and walked out of the gate of Silverlake

and his hands, which were holding the blue veins on the railing,

Chasel’s back, pain tugged at

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

was

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

break. “When

the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere seemed to lose some of

hell is Emeric when his

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

don’t be hard on your dad, he went to

fell silent.

work, or even reporting for duty, sounded better than

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