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.

even entered the event,

isn’t important.

words loud and clear, her eyebrows

looked at Dolores, her prétentious demeanor making his

be yourself, be considerate of Mr. Abernathy, and

Evadne. You just lack a bit of chance with Mr. Abernathy. But that’s not important. It can be created.

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

amazement as Bevis and

“Thaddeus is your ex–husband?”

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

you’re quite the

wait to strangle each other, but you’re going out of your way to cure your ex–husband’s illness? Is this a

to clear

expressionless, started walking

herself with the strength of a blade that could cut through

but crack a smile, “Evadne, you’re becoming more

conversation with some of his acquaintances on the way, leaving Dolores to make her way to the banquet

air of arrogance, handing over her invitation

Ashbourne, please

“Thank you.”

was about to step in, she heard the confident click

turned around in surprise, her pupils contracting

towards the banquet hall side by

her teeth, her eyes

a sudden? There was

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

here!” Dolores‘ expression shifted in an instant, as she greeted Evadne

between Bevis and his daughter in the parking lot earlier, he might have

willing to return home. The relationships within these wealthy families were too complicated,

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

so low–key, sis. You never attend these kinds of

you better get used

“From now on, I’ll be appearing in public more often. I expect we’ll be seeing each other quite a

show your invitation?” A staff member

don’t have any invitation.” Evadne

“Pfft!”

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

discomforted, “I’m sorry miss, but

Evadne.” Evadne said simply, her

name “Evadne” was like a shockwave,

the past, to make things easier, Evadne might have

she had caused quite a stir in Elmsworth, her name alone was enough to

I had some last–minute business with Mr. Abernathy. It was an oversight

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

This is Mr. Bright, my friend. May we

course! Please,

and Chasel were respectfully led into the banquet

left alone, her face red with anger, stomping her

way. No matter when, no matter where, no matter how hard she tried, as soon

were heading towards

his face emotionless

to take her for a vacation

anticipation for future at the mention of Marilla, “I’ve found a psychologist who

What trauma?” Thaddeus stopped, asking in

told me about it. She thinks Marilla must have endured some psychological trauma in the past. I suspect it has something to do with that awful Glynnis. -After all, Marilla was always bullied by that witch sister in

doesn’t matter anymore. I’ve taken my revenge for Marilla. If Glynnis ever tries to hurt my woman again, I’ll pluck all her teeth, pull out all her hair and

do something to Glynnis?” Thaddeus asked,

“Why? Are you worried?”

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