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,

of attention isn’t important. What’s important is

and clear,

Dolores, her prétentious demeanor

just be yourself, be considerate of Mr. Abernathy,

opportunity to throw a jab at Evadne, snorting, “My daughter, in any circumstance, is better than that slattern, Evadne. 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.

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

amazement as Bevis and Dolores

“Thaddeus is your ex–husband?”

but it’s not exactly a

you’re quite the exemplary

tease her, “Most people who divorce can’t wait to strangle each other, but you’re going out of your way to cure your ex–husband’s illness? Is this a

just want to clear

walking towards the

herself

crack a smile, “Evadne,

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

air of arrogance, handing over her invitation to the staff at

please come

“Thank you.”

hair and was about to step in,

turned around in surprise, her pupils contracting

towards the

clenched her teeth, her

witch here all of a sudden? There was

tall, handsome man who looked like an international supermodel beside her? Was

cuz! I didn’t expect to see you here!” Dolores‘ expression shifted

the arrogant exchange between Bevis and his daughter in

The relationships within

here. Why can’t I be?” Evadne didn’t look

sis. You

you better get used

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

show your invitation?” A staff member politely asked

have any invitation.” Evadne admitted

“Pfft!”

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

“I’m sorry miss, but without an

said simply, her eyes

name “Evadne” was like a shockwave, leaving the

past, to make things easier, Evadne

her name alone was enough to make an impact. She no longer needed to

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

humble, offering a smile, “Since I don’t have 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!”

my friend. May we enter together?” Evadne asked with a

Please,

Chasel were respectfully led into the banquet

left alone, her face red with

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

and Jareth were

his face emotionless

take her for a vacation after

at the mention of Marilla,

What trauma?” Thaddeus

not sure. Lily 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 your

them, “But it 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 make her

to Glynnis?” Thaddeus asked, his voice

“Why? Are you worried?”

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