His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Mrs. Fairhaven choked abruptly, her heart pounding erratically in her chest.

Evadne snorted, “You can’t even outtalk Elspeth, and yet you dare to challenge me?”

“Evadne!” Edith protested, clutching Barry as if her life depended on him. “How dare you disrespect my mother like that? She’s your elder!”

Thaddeus‘ eyes hardened at the sound of Edith’s voice, his disdain for her evident.

“Just because she’s older doesn’t mean she’s an elder,” Evadne shot back, her cold gaze causing Edith to shrink back in fear.

Edith trembled, her lips quivering as she decided it would be best not to retort, for fear of invoking Evadne’s wrath.

Mrs. Fairhaven knew that Barry wouldn’t cause a scene over something so trivial, but she couldn’t help but express her dissatisfaction to Jareth through her gaze, urging him to step in.

Jareth coughed awkwardly, and began to speak. “Evadne, I…”

Evadne’s icy gaze landed on him, causing Jareth to stutter and quickly change his statement. “I’ll drive you home. It’s late, and it’s not safe.”

“No need. I have my car.”

With that, Evadne left the mansion, the clicking of her high–heels echoing as she walked away.

Jareth scratched his head awkwardly, much to the annoyance of Barry, who grumbled about how his grandson was so submissive before the Ashbourne family’s girl. “Let’s go.” Jareth announced, and the Fairhaven family followed suit.

“Oh, my head. I feel so dizzy,” Elspeth moaned, leaning onto Frederic as if she were boneless.

“Always playing the victim or the damsel,” Alva muttered, rolling her eyes at Elspeth. “With your acting skills, I’m surprised Myra kept you under her thumb for so long.” Elspeth heard every word and was fuming, smoke practically escaping from her ears.

Frederic, his face pale, whispered to Alva, “Help her to her room.”

Mr. Frederic.” Alva responded, “I only take care of Mr. Thaddeus‘ needs. And

and left, leaving Frederic

mix of anger and

clapping him on the shoulder. “Evadne’s leaving, and it’s not every

and he felt as if his feet were

was still seething. She had always been protected by her husband

“We won’t let this go.

everything, and he’s so close with Thaddeus and

be with Thaddeus, then he can’t be with that Abernathy girl. Your grandfather won’t let

Edith protested. “And he protects Marilla like she’s

be a chance,” Mrs. Fairhaven assured her. “He can’t keep her by his side 24/7. There will be times

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Estate and got into her car, she felt a sense of relief, as if she had escaped a poisonous environment. But as she drove away, her hands tightened around the steering

leaned against his electric blue sports car, standing there with grace and poise. There was no telling how

his deep–set eyes lit up. He separated himself from the car,

a halt in front

Evadne asked, stepping

Avery replied, a soft look in his eyes, like the rippling circles on a

for me? For what?” she asked,

headed to the Abernathy’s,” he explained. “I didn’t mean anything by

being silly. I couldn’t

She had always been an independent soul, preferring her own company over

handling some personal matters,” she said, forcing a smile. “The Abernathys aren’t a den of lions. I lived here for three years, after

he was about to

distance, Thaddeus stood, his handsome face filled with melancholy. He was so

cut off as

his ragged breath on her skin. His