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

the center of attention isn’t important. What’s important

heard Dolores‘ words loud and

Dolores, her prétentious demeanor

considerate of Mr.

You 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 they

listened silently to their self–serving speeches, her cool face betraying

Bevis and Dolores left

“Thaddeus is your ex–husband?”

it earlier, but it’s not

quite the exemplary

other, but you’re going out of your way to cure your ex–husband’s illness? Is this a case of old flames dying hard, or does he have

just want to clear

walking towards the

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

but crack a smile, “Evadne, you’re

had struck up a conversation with some of his acquaintances on the way, leaving Dolores to make her way

with an air of arrogance, handing over

please

“Thank you.”

to step in, she heard

around in surprise, her pupils contracting

and Chasel were strolling towards the banquet hall

clenched her teeth, her

a sudden?

who was that tall, handsome man who looked like an international supermodel beside her? Was he her toy

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

and his daughter in the parking lot earlier, he

return home. The relationships within these wealthy families were

I be?” Evadne didn’t look at her, her red lips curling into a smirk, her

you’ve always been so low–key, sis. You

better

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.

you please show your invitation?” A staff

any invitation.” Evadne

“Pfft!”

some dignity, “Oh sis, have you been out of the loop for so long that

sorry miss, but without an invitation, you

Evadne.” Evadne said simply, her eyes

was like a shockwave, leaving the two staff

Evadne might have said

now, since she had caused quite a stir in Elmsworth, her name alone was enough to make an impact. She no longer needed to drop her father’s name.

some last–minute business with Mr. Abernathy.

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, their attitude completely different from

Bright, my friend. May we

course! Please, come

Chasel were respectfully led into

red

no matter where, no matter how hard she tried,

and Jareth were

place?” Thaddeus asked, his face emotionless but his heart

take her for a vacation after I finish up some

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

trauma?” Thaddeus stopped, asking in

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

matter anymore. I’ve taken my revenge for Marilla. If Glynnis ever tries to hurt my

to Glynnis?” Thaddeus asked, his voice

“Why? Are you worried?”