His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 146
Jason and Thaddeus went nose to nose, tension thick in the air.
“Well, isn’t this a coincidence, Mr. Thaddeus, or are we just unlucky?” Jason’s words were laced with malice.
“Is Evadne here?” Thaddeus frowned, asking seriously.
At the mention of the name, Acacia’s heart pounded with unease.
“What? Is she not allowed to be here?”
Jason scoffed, his words dripping with sarcasm. “Mr. Thaddeus, you don’t own this place.”
“Huh, Mr. Thaddeus is just asking. Why so touchy, Jason!” Gordon snapped back.
“Just asking, huh? Do you even have the right to ask?” Jason’s face twisted with disdain.
“What did you say!”
“Enough, Gordon,” Thaddeus silenced him, then asked, “What’s Evadne doing here?”
Jason gave Acacia a cold look before answering mockingly, “Mr. Thaddeus, Ms. Evadne’s reason for being here is the same as yours.”
Thaddeus’s face darkened further.
He realized that Evadne had developed an interest in the rose field, but this time, he would not let her succeed!
On the other side.
Evadne had already hiked up her skirt. She stepped into the rose bushes, looking every bit the lively sprite.
She sat without care on the damp earth, her delicate hands playing with the soil. She studied the rose stems and petals, snapping pictures and making detailed notes on her phone.
Other girls came for the view and for the pictures.
But not Evadne. She was clearly here for business opportunities.

Who would’ve thought that such a beautiful woman would be so practical? She was only thinking about how to make a buck.
Ambitious women really had a way of drawing people in.
Avery stood by, patiently waiting for her.
He cracked a small smile, his affection for her impossible to hide. “You’re still the same girl as you were when we were kids. That’s nice.”
His secretary called, breaking his thoughts.
Avery frowned, picking up the phone, “What’s up?”
“Mr. Chambers, Thaddeus is here.”
The secretary whispered, “Earlier, the Abernathy Group had contacted me about a potential collaboration on the Rose Manor project. I didn’t give them a definitive answer as per your instruction. I can’t believe they already brought a survey team. They seem determined to collaborate with us.”
Avery gazed at the busy Evadne, whispering to his secretary, “Who else came aside from the Abernathy Group?”
‘Thaddeus’s rumored fiancée. He even brought her to something like this. They must be really close.” His secretary’s words were tinged with sarcasm.
And Evadne had no idea about all this.
Was this the man Evadne used to love?
Was this the man she was willing to give up everything for, to stay by his side for three whole years?
Evadne really was a fool.
Avery’s heart was filled with anger. He asked coldly, “Have you prepared what I asked for?”
“All set, Mr. Chambers!” his secretary hurriedly replied.
“Bring it over, and send someone to guide the Abernathy Group over.” Avery adjusted his gla**es, a faint sneer flashing in his eyes.
Evadne had been squatting for too long and her back was aching. She slowly stood up from amidst the roses, panting slightly as she wiped her sweat.
That was how she was, completely engrossed in what she loved, forgetting about time and everything around her.
It was then that she remembered Avery was still waiting.
She quickly turned around, only to see him still standing there patiently, with a basket of elegantly beautiful pink flowers in his hand. They were truly beautiful.
“Ms. Evadne,” Avery called her over, walking towards her with the basket.
“Hey, don’t come in! You’ll get your clothes dirty!” Evadne saw how clean he was and tried to stop him.
But he didn’t care. He walked straight through the thorny bushes, making a beeline for her.
Evadne pursed her lips, feeling slightly embarra**ed.
“Ms. Evadne, this is for you.” Avery’s deep eyes were full of warmth as he handed the basket to her.
“Mr. Avery, thank you, but I can’t accept these flowers.” Evadne smiled as she gently refused.
While it was just a basket, they were roses after all. With ambiguous meanings, it wouldn’t be appropriate to accept them.
Predicting her refusal, Avery quickly came up with another reason, “Flowers suit a beauty like you. But more importantly, I noticed your interest in my roses, so I thought I’d give
you a basket to study. The soil from here is at the bottom. You can take it home, transplant it and with some care. They’ll bloom all year round.”
Evadne had no reason to refuse. She hesitated for a moment before taking the basket, “Thank you for your generous gift,”
Suddenly, Avery frowned and leaned closer.