His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 225

Guests were pouring into another hall preparing for the upcoming auction.

Evadne slipped away from the media, seeking refuge in the corridor

“Miss Evadne Jason rushed to her side, his face etched with worry. Are you alright?”

Just a few persistent journalists. What’s the worst they could do? Cause a little ripple?”

Evadne’s eyes were calm, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. “You shouldn’t be here with me. You should be in the hall managing the event

“But I’m worried about you”

Jason’s voice was almost hoarse with anxiety. “Those journalists were clearly prepared. They were sent by someone to deliberately make things difficult for you! They keep bringing up our past mistakes, just to embarrass you!”

“This is normal, isn’t it? When you organize a charity event, do you expect the journalists to only sing your praises?”

Evadne crossed her arms, her expression indifferent. Besides, they’re not wrong. There were indeed oversights in my management, giving some flamboyantly dressed peacocks the chanceto peck at me I can’t blame anyone else for that.”

Flamboyantly dressed peacocks.

A mental image of Elspeth and her daughter appeared in Jason’s mind

“But, there’s one thing you said that I don’t agree with Those journalists were indeed sent by someone, but not to destroy me, but to aid me

Evadne leaned against the wall, her fingertips tracing her arm Let Glynnis have her moment of triumph. I’m an expert at letting my opponents believe they have the world at the fingertips, only to make them fall from that great height and crash and burn. It’s entertaining

Watching Evadne’s increasingly dark look in her eyes, Jason couldn’t help but shiver. She was indeed as ruthless as President Ashbourne. This rose, as beautiful as it was, came with thorns and poison.

The event required Jason’s attention as the managing secretary, so he hurried back to the hall

Evadne had been working tirelessly all day, having only a simple breakfast and skipping lunch and dinner. She hadn’t even had a sip of water

She collapsed onto the couch, famished and weak, kicking off her high heels to reveal her bare feet

Curled up pathetically, she was so hungry that her stomach was cramping

Tm so hungry”

her eyes slowly

she faintly smelled the rich aroma of chocolate,

hallucinating from hunger, her nose twitching like

you just going to sniff it? Not going to

pleasant voice rang out, but it

skipped a beat, and she opened her eyes wide

looking into Thaddeus’s deep star filled

was no denying the lethal ature of those stunning

couch, looking at Thaddeus who was kniecing front of her with a

her empty stomach, tightened

never once bowed or lowered his head

the one who was crying, feeling wronged, and humiliated was always her, Evadne Her thoughts wandered, and she felt her eyes well up with tears,

brows furrowed slightly. “Aren’t you hungry?

Im not eating”

choked with inexplicable emotions,

has always been sensitive.

I’m

swift motion, Evadne, tears brimming in her eyes, hit the cupcake out of Thaddeus’s

Evadnell

cupcake landed far away smashed

a surge of disappointment flooding him, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over him, chilling

wasnt just the cupcake that was smashed,

you? Can’t you

up, no longer feeling hungry. She was filled with a chaotic mix of emotions and resentment hate you, and I hate it even more when you’re being nice to me for no reason Thaddeus, do you know that treating me like this

about? Thaddeus

away from me. I don’t need your kindness, not

up despite the pain in her stomach. Is it because Acacia left you, and now you don’t know where to direct your affection? I’m not a trash can, and I dont want your secondhand affections if you want to degrade yourself,

his eyes turning red with humiliation and injustice

fill her stomach. How could she demonize him like this, and why did she have to be so

relentless?

away, her back straight

departure, and found it

Evadne no kinger gave him the bright smiles she used to

marnage was a deep and painful shadow in her

post-traumatic stress disorder. Any small act of kindness from him would set her on edge making her waty

in his

a

seemed that he had ruined it all

In the hall

fashion and entertainment industries, tris and Ada