His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 371

Over here, Elvis had already dealt with the two foreigners, including the feeble bodyguards who were no match for him. He had beaten them till they ended up with bloody noses and swollen faces and locked them up in the compartment of the restroom, even hanging a ‘Do Not Disturb‘ sign outside the door.

They were all so weak, hardly enough to warm him. up.

However, he couldn’t make a big scene. He had to finish the job quickly. After all, they were in Elmsworth, not abroad. Considering his status, he couldn’t be too conspicuous.

As Elvis left the nightclub, he received a call from Arnold.

“All sorted out, Arnold. You can relax and enjoy your time with your girlfriend. They won’t be bothering you anymore.” He said, yawning out of boredom

“She’s not my girlfriend, so cut the crap!” Arnold’s tone suggested that his mood was far from good, sounding rather grumpy.

“What, you think I’m stupid or blind? The way you played the knight in shining armor tonight, and how the girl knew your name, even throwing herself into your arms. It’s pretty clear you two are more than just friends.”

Elvis whistled, “What’s there to be ashamed of? Dating isn’t something to be embarrassed about. Or are you planning to stay single till forty and be dubbed an old bachelor?” “Elvis, do me a favor.”

Arnold took a deep breath, “Look into that two guys who caused trouble for Camille tonight for me. We’ve only solved half of the problem. I’m afraid they’ll target her again in a few days.”

“I’ve thought of that too. I’ve checked, and those two don’t have much influence in Elmsworth. They’re just top brass of a foreign construction company.”

“Construction company?”

“Yeah, your girlfriend sure has a wide range of contacts.”

Elvis chuckled, “I’ll have some juicy gossip to share with Evadne tonight!”

“If you don’t want to upset Evadne, don’t mention anything about tonight to her.”

Arnold’s voice took on a somber tone, “Camille is Evadne’s best friend. If you tell her about this, it’ll only make her worry. She won’t even get a good night’s sleep.” Elvis was taken aback, “Well, well, well! What a small world!”

“Shut up! I’m hanging up!”

With that, Arnold really did hang up the phone.

Elvis chuckled, then took out a sleek, palm–sized ultra–thin notebook computer from his pocket, a device with a cutting–edge piece of technology every senior special agent had, which was almost impossible to come by domestically.

On this device, he could look up a lot of information.

So, he checked the license plate number of the luxury car.

The answer came quickly.

“A car under the Chambers Group? Interesting.”

Elvis looked at the results, thinking of that face that looked so much like Evadne’s, his eyes slightly narrowing, “Ms. Archer, whose side are you really on? Matthew? Byron? Or Avery?”

Arnold took Camille back to his house in Elmsworth.

Elmsworth. He lived in a flat with simple decorations, which was quite

stay in

the door of a spacious room, “It has a bathroom, and there are my pajamas in the closet. If you don’t

are you so

Evadne’s best friend, I can’t just

“About her.”

won’t mention anything about tonight to Evadne. I don’t want her to worry more

little

just the one who had offered her a ray of hope in the face of adversity. She was not only her friend but also her family. She didn’t want to worry her, let alone cause her any

then, Camille’s

suddenly dimming. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped

tactfully exited the room and closed the

leave immediately, instead choosing

the best thing to do, but for some

that no matter how he asked, Camille hadn’t told his

he already had developed a keen mind, enabling

moment before finally

“Dad”

“What exactly happened tonight?”

other end of the phone, devoid of warmth

bit of a situation, so the dinner party ended early.” Camille’s voice was low and

kind of situation? Can’t

the other end. It was Mrs. Evert, “I told you, she couldn’t possibly help you properly. It would be

fists tightly, her

others didn’t know, even Evadne was kept in the

the Evert Group, her identity never acknowledged

Camille was sixteen, she was nearly raped by Mr. Evert’s brother. In a fit of rage, her mother stabbed the man to death. The Evert family, fearing public disgrace,

herself in the

son was the heir apparent, and the

appendage to the Evert family. She wasn’t even considered an appendage, merely someone

from them. Despite the enormous pressure, she had managed to make a name for herself in the design world, yet she was still unable

Mr.

a friend’s

gifts and go

lecherous men and their attempts to take advantage of her made Camille feel sick. Through gritted teeth, she responded,

“What did you say?!”

even had them injured!

“That’s right!”

apart, the Evert Group will lose 30 million dollar project! How do you plan to

a way to compensate any

the money you make by selling clothes? By sewing?” Mrs.

the phone; she could

an opportunity to ridicule

back here right now!” Mr.

tomorrow! Do you know I almost got raped.”