His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

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Chapter 241

On the journey back from Skyrim to Elmsworth, the usually vibrant and ebullient Evadne had been

unusually quiet, a cloud of despondency hanging over her

beautiful face.

Upon returning to the hotel, Evadne didn’t allow Jason, her trusty assistant, to bother her. Instead, she

sequestered herself in her office, pouring over old files regarding the infamous incident involving Myra.

“Myra’s darkest hour had been at that media party, but it was also the starting point of a profound

connection between her and Emeric,” she mused.

“In those days, the internet wasn’t as ubiquitous as it is now. People got their gossip from magazines or

newspapers. Emeric, in order to control the narrative, had reportedly bought and destroyed all the

national publications that had reported on the incident. He had even penalized journalists who had

dared to publicize the event. But, it was rumored that some foreign journalists had managed to capture

footage of the event and upload it onto the internet. Emeric had tried to scrub it clean, but some traces

still remained.”

Evadne took a deep breath, her sharp gaze fixed on her computer screen, her fingers flying over the

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keyboard. She was soon able to access the long buried video of the party, the footage so old it was

blurred.

In the video, Myra’s face was ashen. She was shaking, on the verge of a breakdown, under the glaring

spotlight that seemed to amplify her despair. The audience’s shocked gasps and derisive laughter

echoed around her, threatening to shatter her fragile composure.

And then, a tall, resolute man rushed onto the stage, heading straight for Myra. Evadne recognized him

instantly. It was Emeric.

Without a word, Emeric shed his blazer, knelt in front of Myra, and wrapped it around her waist. The

room fell silent. The video ended.

Evadne stared blankly at the screen, her shoulders sagging as she leaned back in her chair.

So, it was this incident that had won Myra’s heart?

“Emeric, you really knew how to play the game,” she murmured before her phone rang.

Snapping back to reality, she answered the call, “What’s up, Jason?”

“Miss Evadne, Jareth is here with his sister.”

Evadne, still upset about Myra, initially didn’t want to meet Jareth and his sister, but upon hearing that

Jareth was there to apologize, she decided to meet them. Seeing the young girl squirm in discomfort

might just lift her spirits.

As she approached the meeting room, Jason met her with a concerned expression.

“Miss Evadne, I am sorry: I didn’t know that before. Thaddeus is also here,” he reported.

Evadne’s icy gaze met Jason’s, “Why didn’t you just boot him out?”

“I apologize, Miss Evadne. Jason bowed deeply, acknowledging his oversight. Thaddeus was a

slippery one. He had not been present when Jason had escorted Jareth and Edith into the meeting

room, but when he returned, Thaddeus was already seated on the sofa, sipping coffee with an

unapologetic air.

-Evadne shrugged, “Never mind. You couldn’t have handled him anyway.”

With a nod of her chin, she signaled Jason to open the door.

She entered the room, a stunning figure in a sharp suit and killer heels, an aura of commanding

authority surrounding her.

“Evadne.” Jareth rose nervously from the sofa. As always, she was an enigmatic and intoxicating sight,

a fierce and ruthless mob boss.

Thaddeus looked up at Evadne, his senses on high alert.

Edith, hiding behind Jareth, stared at the confident and defiant Evadne, her small hands clenched in

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fear.

“Well, it’s a full house,” Evadne commented, shrugging off her suit jacket, which Jason caught

smoothly. She turned to Thaddeus, a teasing smile playing on her lips, “Thad, are you here to back up

Ms. Edith?”

Thaddeus’s blood boiled at her words. He glared at Evadne’s smirking face, a cough stuck in his throat.

Evadne was as sharp–tongued and biting as ever when it came to him. But that was just who she was.

And he was willing to accept that spiky side of her.

Edith, seeing her misunderstanding, hid a smirk. She decided to play along, shuffling forward with a

pitiful expression.

“Evadne, I admit I was wrong before, but are you also losing your vision?” Thaddeus retorted, his gaze

never leaving hers, a hint of affection hidden deep within, “There’s no Thad here, only your ex–

husband.”

Edith froze, thunderstruck!

“But I am indeed here to support someone. Just not Ms. Edith.”

Thaddeus finished, his handsome face flushing. He quickly picked up his coffee cup, pretending to be

calm, the hot liquid burning his tongue.

Evadne narrowed her eyes, puzzled by his cryptic statement.

Not backing–up Edith. Then who?

Jareth?

Well, wasn’t it still about Edith?

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