His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 373

The cocktail party was set once again at the Abernathy Hotel. Following a series of business meetings, the tycoons and elites of Elmsworth flocked here to continue their social engagements.

Evadne, behind the wheel of her sleek black Bugatti, zoomed through the city with Chasel, her passenger, clutching the door in a death grip, staring fixedly ahead, not daring to utter a single word.

He feared if he did, he’d probably hurl out his dinner from last night!

Upon reaching the hotel finally, Evadne executed a swift, smooth drift that brought the car to a stop in the parking space.

“Out,” Evadne, unfastening her seatbelt.

Chasel remained motionless, pale as a ghost.

Evadne blinked her almond–shaped eyes, waving a hand in front of him, “Hey, what’s happening? You’re not moving.”

“I feel sick.” Chasel’s face turning a sickly shade of white.

Evadne yelped, promptly kicking him out, “If you’re going to puke, do it outside! Not in my car!”

The moment the car door opened, Chasel did exactly that.

For a man of his high birth and noble upbringing, it was the first time he’d ever thrown up in such an undignified manner.

Fortunately, Cassius wasn’t around, or else he would’ve wished he were dead.

”

After emptying his stomach, Chasel weakly clung onto the car door, panting heavily as he glared at Evadne, “Are all of you Ashbournes mad? Driving cars like they’re airplanes!”

“You’re a grown man and you get carsick?”

Evadne crossed her arms over her chest, shaking her head in disbelief, “My driving skills are on par with a race car driver, smooth as can be. If you can’t handle it, it’s clearly your problem.”

With that, she handed him a bottle of water, showing a bit of consideration.

Chasel rinsed his mouth, slowly regaining his composure.

“Hey, don’t forget what you promised me.”

“I remember.”

Evadne looked at him with a faint smile, “You cure Thaddeus, and I’ll introduce you to Dr. Eve. I keep my word.”

If only Chasel knew, the beautiful woman who had been ragging on him was his idol, Dr. Eve, he might have a few choice words to say about that, and possibly feel a bit short–changed.

Just then, a sleek black Bentley glided past them.

Evadne recognized the license plate; it was vaguely familiar.

The Bentley came to a stop not too far off, the driver stepping out to open the door.

Out of the car stepped two people Evadne knew all too well–Het Uncle Bevis Ashbourne and her scheming cousin, Dolores Ashbourne.

“Dad, how do I look tonight?” Dolores asked Bevis eagerly.

She was wearing a one–shoulder pink evening gown, holding a silver clutch adorned with diamonds. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, making her look like a wealthy heiress.

But Evadne could tell, the dress Dolores was wearing was a knockoff.

Because that brand would never lend an original dress to someone like Dolores, who had neither the social standing nor the commercial value. That would be like damaging their own reputation.

“Looking fabulous! You’re as beautiful as a flower! You’ll definitely be the center of attention tonight!” Bevis showered his daughter with praise.

who hadn’t even entered the event,

attention isn’t important. What’s important

words loud and clear, her eyebrows

prétentious demeanor making his nausea

be considerate of Mr. Abernathy, and

need to have confidence. You’re no worse than Evadne. You just lack a bit of chance with Mr. Abernathy. But that’s not important. It can be created. Evadne and Mr. Abernathy really lack luck. Otherwise, why would

to their self–serving speeches, her cool face betraying

amazement as Bevis and Dolores left the parking

“Thaddeus is your ex–husband?”

it earlier, but it’s not exactly a secret.” Evadne responded,

quite the

your way to cure your ex–husband’s illness? Is this a case of old

clear

walking towards

early twenties, she carried herself with the strength of a blade that could

a smile, “Evadne, you’re becoming more

some of his acquaintances on the way, leaving Dolores to

up to the entrance with an air of arrogance, handing over her invitation to the staff

Ashbourne, please come

“Thank you.”

Dolores stroke her long hair and was about to step in,

her pupils

were strolling towards the banquet hall

clenched her teeth, her eyes

witch here all of a sudden? There was no hint of

like an international

didn’t expect to see you here!” Dolores‘ expression shifted in an instant, as she greeted Evadne

snorted dismissively. Had he not witnessed the arrogant exchange between Bevis and his daughter in the parking lot earlier, he might have believed they had a

wasn’t willing to return home. The

strange about me being here? You’re here. Why can’t I be?” Evadne didn’t look at her,

been so low–key, sis. You never

better get used to

narrowed slightly, her gaze towards Dolores intriguing, “From now on, I’ll be appearing in public more often. I expect we’ll be seeing each other quite a bit.” Dolores forced an awkward smile. Inside,

invitation?” A

any invitation.” Evadne admitted

“Pfft!”

mouth and laugh, delighted at the opportunity to regain some dignity, “Oh sis, have you been out of the loop for so long that you forgot you need an invitation to get in? You’re causing trouble for these poor staff

“I’m sorry miss, but without an invitation, you can’t

said simply, her

name “Evadne” was like a shockwave, leaving the two staff

Evadne might

was enough to make an impact. She no longer needed to drop her father’s name. “Ah, Ms.

last–minute business with Mr. Abernathy. It

I can’t go in. Could you please let him know I’m here?” “No need! Ms. Ashbourne, please come in!” The staff members were eager to please,

you. This is Mr. Bright, my friend. May

Please, come

respectfully

alone, her face red with

no matter how hard she tried, as soon as Evadne showed up, all of her spotlight

Thaddeus and Jareth were heading

Marilla doing at your place?” Thaddeus asked, his face emotionless but his heart worried for

well. I’m planning to take her for a vacation

mention of Marilla, “I’ve found a psychologist who can help Marilla

trauma?” Thaddeus

suspect it has something to do with that awful Glynnis. -After all, Marilla was always

a cold light flashing in them, “But it doesn’t matter anymore. I’ve taken my revenge for Marilla. If Glynnis ever tries to hurt my

you do something to Glynnis?” Thaddeus asked, his

“Why? Are you worried?”