His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 373

The cocktail party was set once again at the Abernathy Hotel. Following a series of business meetings,

the tycoons and elites of Elmsworth flocked here to continue their social engagements.

Evadne, behind the wheel of her sleek black Bugatti, zoomed through the city with Chasel, her

passenger, clutching the door in a death grip, staring fixedly ahead, not daring to utter a single word.

He feared if he did, he’d probably hurl out his dinner from last night!

Upon reaching the hotel finally, Evadne executed a swift, smooth drift that brought the car to a stop in

the parking space.

“Out,” Evadne, unfastening her seatbelt.

Chasel remained motionless, pale as a ghost.

Evadne blinked her almond–shaped eyes, waving a hand in front of him, “Hey, what’s happening?

You’re not moving.”

“I feel sick.” Chasel’s face turning a sickly shade of white.

Evadne yelped, promptly kicking him out, “If you’re going to puke, do it outside! Not in my car!”

The moment the car door opened, Chasel did exactly that.

For a man of his high birth and noble upbringing, it was the first time he’d ever thrown up in such an

undignified manner.

Fortunately, Cassius wasn’t around, or else he would’ve wished he were dead.

”

After emptying his stomach, Chasel weakly clung onto the car door, panting heavily as he glared at

Evadne, “Are all of you Ashbournes mad? Driving cars like they’re airplanes!”

“You’re a grown man and you get carsick?”

Evadne crossed her arms over her chest, shaking her head in disbelief, “My driving skills are on par

with a race car driver, smooth as can be. If you can’t handle it, it’s clearly your problem.”

With that, she handed him a bottle of water, showing a bit of consideration.

Chasel rinsed his mouth, slowly regaining his composure.

“Hey, don’t forget what you promised me.”

“I remember.”

Evadne looked at him with a faint smile, “You cure Thaddeus, and I’ll introduce you to Dr. Eve. I keep

my word.”

If only Chasel knew, the beautiful woman who had been ragging on him was his idol, Dr. Eve, he might

have a few choice words to say about that, and possibly feel a bit short–changed.

Just then, a sleek black Bentley glided past them.

Evadne recognized the license plate; it was vaguely familiar.

The Bentley came to a stop not too far off, the driver stepping out to open the door.

Out of the car stepped two people Evadne knew all too well–Het Uncle Bevis Ashbourne and her

scheming cousin, Dolores Ashbourne.

“Dad, how do I look tonight?” Dolores asked Bevis eagerly.

She was wearing a one–shoulder pink evening gown, holding a silver clutch adorned with diamonds.

Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, making her look like a wealthy heiress.

But Evadne could tell, the dress Dolores was wearing was a knockoff.

Because that brand would never lend an original dress to someone like Dolores, who had neither the

social standing nor the commercial value. That would be like damaging their own reputation.

“Looking fabulous! You’re as beautiful as a flower! You’ll definitely be the center of attention tonight!”

Bevis showered his daughter with praise.

Dolores, who hadn’t even entered the event, was already glowing with excitement.

“Being the center of attention isn’t important. What’s important is if Mr. Abernathy likes.”

Evadne heard Dolores‘ words loud and clear, her eyebrows furrowing slightly.

Chasel looked at Dolores, her prétentious demeanor making his nausea resurface.

“Sweetie, just be yourself, be considerate of Mr. Abernathy, and he’ll eventually fall for you.”

Bevis didn’t miss the opportunity to throw a jab at Evadne, snorting, “My daughter, in any circumstance,

is better than that slattern, Evadne. You need to have confidence. You’re no worse than Evadne. You

just lack a bit of chance with Mr. Abernathy. But that’s not important. It can be created. Evadne and Mr.

Abernathy really lack luck. Otherwise, why would they end up divorced?”

Evadne listened silently to their self–serving speeches, her cool face betraying no emotions.

Chasel stared in amazement as Bevis and Dolores left the parking lot.

“Thaddeus is your ex–husband?”

“Yep, should’ve mentioned it earlier, but it’s not exactly a secret.” Evadne responded, her expression

neutral.

“Well, you’re quite the exemplary ex–wife.”

Chasel couldn’t help but tease her, “Most people who divorce can’t wait to strangle each other, but

you’re going out of your way to cure your ex–husband’s illness? Is this a case of old flames dying hard,

or does he have some sort of leverage on you?”

“I just want to clear my conscience. Let’s go.”

Evadne, expressionless, started walking towards the hotel.

Chasel watched her retreating figure, strong yet icy. For a woman in her early twenties, she carried

herself with the strength of a blade that could cut through a storm, her aura commanding and fierce.

He couldn’t help but crack a smile, “Evadne, you’re becoming more and more intriguing.”

Bevis had struck up a conversation with some of his acquaintances on the way, leaving Dolores to

make her way to the banquet hall alone.

She walked up to the entrance with an air of arrogance, handing over her invitation to the staff at the

door.

“Miss Ashbourne, please come in.”

“Thank you.”

As Dolores stroke her long hair and was about to step in, she heard the confident click of high heels

behind her.

She turned around in surprise, her pupils contracting at the sight.

Evadne and Chasel were strolling towards the banquet hall side by side.

Dolores clenched her teeth, her eyes darkening.

Why was this witch here all of a sudden? There was no hint of her coming before!

And who was that tall, handsome man who looked like an international supermodel beside her? Was

he her toy boy, or her new lover?

“Hey, cuz! I didn’t expect to see you here!” Dolores‘ expression shifted in an instant, as she greeted

Evadne with feigned warmth.

Chasel snorted dismissively. Had he not witnessed the arrogant exchange between Bevis and his

daughter in the parking lot earlier, he might have believed they had a good relationship.

That was why he wasn’t willing to return home. The relationships within these wealthy families were too

complicated, too hypocritical.

“What’s so strange about me being here? You’re here. Why can’t I be?” Evadne didn’t look at her, her

red lips curling into a smirk, her aura intimidating.

“Well, you’ve always been so low–key, sis. You never attend these kinds of public events.”

“Oh, well you better get used to it.”

Evadne’s eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze towards Dolores intriguing, “From now on, I’ll be appearing

in public more often. I expect we’ll be seeing each other quite a bit.” Dolores forced an awkward smile.

Inside, she was seething with fury.

“Miss, could you please show your invitation?” A staff member politely asked Evadne.

“I don’t have any invitation.” Evadne admitted freely.

“Pfft!”

Dolores couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laugh, delighted at the opportunity to regain some

dignity, “Oh sis, have you been out of the loop for so long that you forgot you need an invitation to get

in? You’re causing trouble for these poor staff members.”

The staff member looked discomforted, “I’m sorry miss, but without an invitation, you can’t enter.”

“I’m Evadne.” Evadne said simply, her eyes calm.

The name “Evadne” was like a shockwave, leaving the two staff members dumbfounded!

In the past, to make things easier, Evadne might have said “My father is Emeric“.

But now, since she had caused quite a stir in Elmsworth, her name alone was enough to make an

impact. She no longer needed to drop her father’s name. “Ah, Ms. Ashbourne! My apologies!“–

“That’s alright. I had some last–minute business with Mr. Abernathy. It was an oversight on my part.”

Evadne was surprisingly humble, offering a smile, “Since I don’t have an invitation, I understand that I

can’t go in. Could you please let him know I’m here?” “No need! Ms. Ashbourne, please come in!” The

staff members were eager to please, their attitude completely different from how they treated Dolores.

“Thank you. This is Mr. Bright, my friend. May we enter together?” Evadne asked with a smile.

“Of course! Please, come in!”

Evadne and Chasel were respectfully led into the banquet hall.

Dolores was left alone, her face red with anger, stomping her foot in frustration!

It had always been this way. No matter when, no matter where, no matter how hard she tried, as soon

as Evadne showed up, all of her spotlight was stolen!

Meanwhile, Thaddeus and Jareth were heading towards the banquet hall.

“How’s Marilla doing at your place?” Thaddeus asked, his face emotionless but his heart worried for his

sister.

“She’s doing well. I’m planning to take her for a vacation after I finish up some business.”

Jareth’s eyes dripped with warmth and anticipation for future at the mention of Marilla, “I’ve found a

psychologist who can help Marilla overcome her autism and psychological trauma.”

“Psychological trauma? What trauma?” Thaddeus stopped, asking in puzzlement.

“I’m not sure. Lily told me about it. She thinks Marilla must have endured some psychological trauma in

the past. I suspect it has something to do with that awful Glynnis. -After all, Marilla was always bullied

by that witch sister in your family. It’s no wonder she has psychological trauma.”

Jareth’s eyes narrowed, a cold light flashing in them, “But it doesn’t matter anymore. I’ve taken my

revenge for Marilla. If Glynnis ever tries to hurt my woman again, I’ll pluck all her teeth, pull out all her

hair and make her suffer!”

“Did you do something to Glynnis?” Thaddeus asked, his voice cold.

“Why? Are you worried?”

“Just curious.”

“I didn’t do much, just disfigured her a bit.”

Jareth grinned uncontrollably, remembering the abject sight of Glynnis crying out in the warehouse.

“Oh, that explains it. I was wondering why I haven’t seen her around lately. She must be too

embarrassed to show her face.”

Thaddeus, mused, before looking seriously at Jareth, “Marilla has been staying with you for a while

now. You haven’t done anything to her, have you?”

16.05

Jareth’s heart skipped a beat, images of their intimate moments together at the bathroom the previous

night flooding his mind, causing heat to rise from the lower party of his body.

Before he was struggling to find words to respond, Gordon rushed over from the other end of the

hallway.

“Mr. Abernathy! Ms. Ashbourne is here!”

Jareth’s eyes widened at Thaddeus, while Thaddeus seemed a bit dazed at the news, asking again,

“Who’s here?”

“Ms. Ashbourne! Evadne! She’s in the banquet hall right now!” Gordon said, unable to contain his

excitement.

He’d been missing Mrs. Abernathy for a while now.

He wasn’t sure if Mr. Abernathy felt the same, but he definitely missed her.

“Is Evadne here to see you? Damn, you lucky dog! The day finally came.” Jareth excitedly tapped

Thaddeus on the shoulder.

“A lot of Elmsworth’s elites will be here tonight.”

Thaddeus suppressed the fluttering in his heart, his voice deep as he said, “She might just be here to

expand her network. After all, she’s going to inherit the Ashbourne family business in the future.”

“You old rascal, why the devil can’t you think positive for once! I’ve had enough of you!”

Jareth then turned to ask Gordon, “Did Evadne come alone? Or did she come with Cassius?”

Gordon replied, “Neither. Ms. Ashbourne came with a mah,”

“Please don’t tell me he’s from the Chambers family?” Jareth thought of Avery and was immediately

filled with anger.

“No, it isn’t. He’s a man of exceptional beauty, like a woman.”

Gordon had only caught a glimpse of Chasel from afar, but his attractiveness left a strong impression.

Upon hearing this, ripples of emotions stirred in Thaddeus‘ deep, starry eyes.

This man wasn’t one of Evadne’s brothers, not Avery, and even Gordon didn’t recognize him.

Thaddeus had thought he had given up on Evadne. But any slight disturbance concerning her still drew

his attention, despite his efforts to ignore it.

Thaddeus quickened his pace towards the banquet hall.

Upon entering, his eyes instantly fell on Evadne, who stood in the crowd, radiant as the morning star.

She was still dressed in a sleek, tailored black suit, looking alluring, her red lips, seductive but not

vulgar, blooming like poppies before his eyes.

At this moment, his heart, which he had been forcefully suppressing, began to beat more fiercely.

Jareth quickly retreated to the side, avoiding becoming the third wheel.

In the past, he enjoyed making a grand entrance at such events, but ever since he got his sweet wife,

he avoided public places, especially those with many women, maintaining his moral integrity.

Once he fell in love, it would take eternity for him to quit loving.

At that moment, Evadne noticed Thaddeus too.

To her, he was like a small flame in the dark night. Even if she closed her eyes, she could not ignore

the intense heat radiating from his body, making her shiver.

It was truly irritating.

What would it take for this man to completely disappear from her heart?

The room was teeming with people.