His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

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 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.

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

of Myra, and wrapped it around her waist. The room fell silent. The

blankly at the screen, her shoulders sagging as she leaned

that had won Myra’s

you really knew how to play the game,” she murmured

she answered the call,

Jareth is

his sister, but upon hearing that Jareth was there

meeting room, Jason

know

gaze met Jason’s, “Why didn’t you

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

mind. You

of her chin, she signaled

suit and killer heels,

Jareth rose nervously from the sofa. As always, she was an enigmatic and intoxicating sight, a fierce and

at Evadne, his

and defiant Evadne, her small hands