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, was already

isn’t important. What’s important

words loud and clear, her

prétentious demeanor making his

be considerate of Mr. Abernathy, and he’ll eventually

have confidence. You’re no worse than Evadne. You just lack a bit

self–serving speeches,

in amazement as Bevis and Dolores left the parking

“Thaddeus is your ex–husband?”

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

you’re quite the exemplary

of your way to cure your ex–husband’s illness? Is this a case of old flames dying hard, or does

want to clear my

started walking

figure, strong yet icy. For a woman in her early twenties, she carried herself with the strength of a blade that could cut through a storm, her aura commanding and

but crack a smile, “Evadne, you’re

acquaintances on the way, leaving

air of arrogance, handing over her invitation to the

please

“Thank you.”

long hair and was about to step in, she heard the confident click of high heels

in surprise, her pupils

towards the banquet hall side

teeth, her eyes

all of a sudden? There was no hint of her coming

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

expression shifted in

and his daughter in the

The relationships within these wealthy

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

You never attend these kinds of

well you better

often. I expect we’ll be seeing each other quite a bit.” Dolores forced an awkward

show your invitation?” A staff member

have any

“Pfft!”

help but cover her 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?

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

said simply,

a shockwave, leaving the

Evadne might have said “My

to make an impact. She no longer needed to drop her father’s

last–minute business with Mr. Abernathy. It was an

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 were eager

my friend. May we

Please,

respectfully

red

where, no matter how hard

were heading

place?” Thaddeus asked, his

take her for a vacation after

Marilla, “I’ve

What trauma?” Thaddeus

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

Glynnis ever tries to hurt my woman again, I’ll pluck all

to Glynnis?” Thaddeus asked,

“Why? Are you worried?”

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