His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 279

Frederic’s eyes narrowed, his voice hard and sharp. “What the hell are you talking about? What does Emeric’s woman have to do with me?”

“Years ago, before you even knew me, you were the investor behind NexGen Network. That was just when Myra was making a name for herself! Rumors were flying that you were Myra’s sugar daddy. You were even caught meeting her in secret. Are you really saying there was nothing between you two?”

Every time Elspeth thought about Myra, she couldn’t help but bring this issue up, her eyes turning a furious shade of green.

Back then, she chose Frederic not just because he was the heir to the Abernathy Group, but because everyone was saying that he was the man behind Myra. She wanted to take away everything that Myra had.

Even if she couldn’t, she wanted to destroy it with her own hands!

Frederic frowned, a slow burning anger rising in the depths of his eyes. “There was nothing between Myra and me.”

Elspeth flinched under his gaze, her heart suddenly feeling timid.

‘Let’s say, hypothetically, that there was something between us. Do you think I would’ve left Myra and married you? I’m not the kind of man who keeps a mistress hidden away, too afraid to bring her home.”

Elspeth felt as if her throat was being strangled, her breath hitching in her chest.

At first glance, there was nothing wrong with his words.

But they stung her ears like a slap in the face!

It was as if she was just a substitute for Myra, that Frederic married her as a second choice!

“So you did like her back then, didn’t you? You still haven’t let her go, have you?”

Elspeth shook Frederic’s arm with all her strength, her teary eyes wide as she asked, “Frederic! That woman is a lowlife! She had affairs with many high–profile men in the entertainment industry, and she ruined her own reputation with drugs! Any man who got involved with her would destroy his own reputation! She’s only fit to be Emeric’s shameful mistress!”

Frederic felt an uncomfortable pang in his heart at her words.

Indeed, he had met Myra before he knew Elspeth.

And at that time, whether in terms of fame, beauty, or talent, Elspeth was inferior to Myra.

In his memory, Myra was not despicable like Elspeth described. Even after she tested positive for drugs and left the entertainment industry in disgrace, he believed she had been framed and did not look down on her because of it.

“I know what kind of person Myra is. And besides, if she was really as bad as you say, do you think Emeric would’ve married her?”

Frederic’s expression was even colder than before. “Back then, I just felt bad for Myra. She was ostracized and bullied by her fellow artists, but she never said a word. As one of the shareholders and bosses, and considering she was a promising artist, I feel it reasonable to look after her. I don’t understand why you’re bringing up these old rumors now. I chose to marry you because you understood and accepted me, because you were generous and forgiving. If you keep bringing up these irrelevant things, I can only assume that you’re not the person I thought you were. I have to wonder if I made the right choice marrying you.” Elspeth’s eyes were wide with shock, her face scrunching up in disbelief.

knife to her

with you through thick and thin. I was pregnant with your child, I endured the ridicule, the pressure of our

finally softened. Letting out a long sigh,

bit harsh. Don’t take it

easily pacified. But times had changed, and

pushed away the anger in her eyes, clinging to Frederic like a limp noodle, nearly melting in his arms. “Frederic, don’t be mad at me. I just care about you too much, love you too much, I’m afraid

Elspeth pressed her tear–stained lips to Frederic’s in

was tired, and after such a long time of coldness, this moment of tenderness was a welcome respite. The anger in his eyes faded, replaced by desire. Elspeth tugged at Frederic’s tié, her

the

grew colder, Evadne had stopped kayaking at the mansion’s lake. But she was always disciplined, never slacking off

on a treadmill. Her face was flushed red with exertion

a water bottle in the other, reporting to Evadne in a gentle tone. “Miss Evadne, Chairman Emeric and Frederic have already sent out their guest lists for the

remained calm. “As

“I’m a bit worried.”

at the K Orld Hotel, while Elspeth’s is at the

one who’s shameless. She could’ve celebrated her birthday on any other day, but she insisted on sharing it with Myra. She’s not worried about karma, is she?” Despite running

is indeed deliberately causing trouble. But this birthday party isn’t being held at

only want to please Frederic and

Jason didn’t

a hopeless

sweat, and Jason, ever the gentleman, reached for a towel to wipe

towel from him, insisting, “I can do

couldn’t shake the feeling that Evadne was drifting further away from him. Even after

that, but I also sent an invitation to Jareth.

top–tier représentatives present, the fence–sitters and the undecided will soon have their answer. The era of the Abernathy Group and the Chambers Group monopolizing the spotlight is coming to an

in agreement, “That sounds

water bottle, never once

“have I done something wrong recently?

surprise,

Jason’s voice was tinged with desperation, his handsome face flushing slightly: “Miss Evadne, where did I go

correct it.”

almost thirty. You need to have a life of your own, a love life

you since childhood. I’ve noticed that you two have grown up with a special bond, and can see that you’re

Emeric considers you like a son. You being with Nydia will face no obstacles. It would be like adding a cherry to the top of the family cake.” “Miss Evadne,

firm. “My fondness for Miss Nydia is due to her being your sister and Emeric’s daughter, one of my masters! It is my duty to care for her. Additionally, I’ve watched her grow up, but my feelings for Miss Nydia are nothing more than that of a brother for a

returned to Windermere Estate after

temperature–in Elmsworth was dropping quickly. A snowfall was expected in a few

suppressed his coughing all the way home, but the moment he stepped through the door, the warm air hit

“Mr. Thaddeus!”

aching as she saw Thaddeus coughing so violently, his face pale with a flush of red. “Mr. Thaddeus, what’s

me some hot water,” Thaddeus

you