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.”

Alva responded, “I only take care of Mr. Thaddeus‘ needs. And I believe Elspeth wouldn’t want me to

Alva turned and

a mix of anger and

are you still doing here?” Jareth approached him, clapping him on the shoulder. “Evadne’s leaving, and it’s not every day you get to see her. Go explain the situation between you and my

felt as if his feet were made of

been

let this go. I’ll make

everything, and he’s

spat, “If he won’t let you be with Thaddeus, then he can’t be with that Abernathy girl. Your grandfather won’t let the Fairhaven

protested. “And he protects Marilla like she’s his heart. How can

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

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she felt a sense of relief, as if

and poise. There was no telling how long he had been waiting, but there

pulled up, his deep–set eyes lit up. He separated himself from the car, waving eagerly at her

screeched to a halt in front of

asked, stepping out of her car, eyes

a soft look in his eyes, like

For what?”

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

silly. I couldn’t even get

had always been an independent soul, preferring her own company

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

pang of sorrow hit Avery as he was about to speak,

He was so still, so white, that he seemed to blend into the

off as she

sudden, she was pressed against Avery’s chest, feeling his ragged breath on her skin. His arm, wrapped around