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.”

responded, “I only take care of Mr. Thaddeus‘

turned and

left standing there, a mix of anger

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 sister to

and he felt as if his feet were made

the drive home, Mrs. Fairhaven was still seething. She had always been protected by

“We won’t let

and he’s

he can’t be with that Abernathy girl. Your grandfather won’t let the Fairhaven

guarded!” Edith protested. “And he protects Marilla like

assured her. “He can’t keep her by his side 24/7. There will be

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a sense of relief, as if she had escaped a poisonous environment. But as she drove

wind, Avery leaned against his electric blue sports car, standing there with grace and poise. There was no telling how long he had been waiting, but there was not a

lit up. He separated himself from the

screeched to a halt in

asked, stepping out of her

look in his eyes, like the rippling

For what?”

were headed to the Abernathy’s,” he explained. “I didn’t

“I guess I was being silly. I couldn’t even get inside.

been an independent soul, preferring her own company over others. The thought of someone silently tracking

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

Avery as he

his handsome face filled with melancholy. He was so still, so white, that he seemed to blend into the cold

to be cut off as she

chest, feeling his ragged breath on her