His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 450

On the other side of the racetrack, in the rest lounge No. 2.

The horse racing event had just concluded when Elspeth, barely containing her excitement, rushed to meet Victor.

“Victor. Victor. I’m here!”

Sometimes, Elspeth felt that ever since she met Victor, not only had she undergone a personal renaissance, but she also became more daring and fearless.

For over two decades, she had feigned the part of the dutiful wife within the Abernathy family, concealing her true self while tirelessly pandering to Frederic, living a life so exhaustingly pretentious.

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Day in and day out, placating a man whose very presence she had grown to loathe to her core, she had had enough.

Victor’s arrival was like a torrential downpour on parched soil, an intoxicating deluge that soaked her to the bone, from which she could not, and would not extract herself.

With a heart pounding with anticipation, and hands trembling with need, Elspeth knocked on the door of the rest lounge. But when no one answered, her impatience got the better of her. She pushed the door open and swiftly locked it behind her. To her surprise, the room was empty.

“How can this be? Where is he?”

Puzzled, her gaze landed on a lone table where a syringe lay. She knew all too well what it was – her lifeline, her elixir!

Breathless with delight, she rushed to grab it, but her phone rang at that precise moment. It was as if Victor had eyes on her, the timing of his call couldn’t have been more exact.

“Victor! Where are you?!” Elspeth’s voice was laden with a desperate hunger.

“Mrs. Abernathy, the track is crowded and eyes are everywhere. If we were caught together, I fear even a silver–tongued devil couldn’t talk his way out.” Victor’s voice carried both care and consideration, “I can handle the gossip, but to see your reputation tarnished would be a sorrow too great.”

Tears of emotion welled in her eyes, “Victor! You are the only one who truly cares for me. I have only you!”

“I know you’ve been without your medicine, struggling through these days. So, I’ve left it as a gift for you. I hope it brings you some comfort.”

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After a brief exchange of tender words, they ended the call. Elspeth couldn’t wait any longer. She uncapped the needle, her bloodshot eyes wide with craving, and injected every last drop of the substance into her veins.

“Ah.”

tears and snot – a grotesque, twisted sight. In that moment, she was no aristocratic lady of wealth, but a slave to

slowly made her way to the mirror to compose herself. Indeed, with the drug coursing through her, she looked radiant, her skin seemingly more refined. However, something felt off this time, and

clutched to her chest

act.

are you in

was grateful that Victor had the foresight

a scandal?

deep breath and with feigned composure, opened the

“What is it?”

you looking at? Do you suspect I’m hiding someone?” Elspeth crossed her arms defensively, leaning against the door with a mocking sneer, “You have such a filthy mind, suspecting everyone. Go on then, sniff around with your hound’s nose, look around with your hound’s eyes! If you don’t dig up some philanderer, I

you misunderstand. I meant

linger on the subject; he simply smiled humbly and gestured politely, “Mr. Abernathy requests your presence immediately. Everyone was there but you, and Mr. Abernathy

of undercurrents

memories, Duke had always been at

other Fairhavens were equally stunned, minds reeling.

could it be you?!” Barry’s large frame

his protege, plucked from an orphanage and groomed with great care. Officially an assistant, but to Barry, he was like an

“Mr. Barry, Ah!”

waist sent him tumbling to the ground, courtesy of Gordon’s furious

narrowing. She hadn’t expected Gordon, usually the silent, unassuming

gently encircled her waist, and he asked softly, “Did it scare you?”

disdain, though the warmth around her waist sent tingles through her body.

“This time, he is the one who couldn’t contain his fury. All for his

ear, tempting her to shyly

ribs, his eyes blazing with fury, “You filthy mongrel! How dare you lay a hand on Mrs. Abernathy?! Are you

a member of the Fairhaven family?!” Gary roared, his features twisted in

like a pack of wolves, surged forward, standing menacingly behind Barry, their eyes locked on Gordon.

his gaze across the Fairhaven Group, his eyes filled with a chilling wrath. He stood like a King with the power to crush

fell around

turned red with excitement. His lips quivered, and tears welled up in his eyes as he looked up at his boss, his fierce demeanor

view of everyone, your man has beaten a member of the Fairhaven family to this state. Who put him up to this? Now any low creature can step on the Fairhaven

the CEO of the Abernathy Group give you the right to do whatever you please? Careful, words can bring disaster. I might just sue you for slander!” Gary pointed

her rounded shoulder and protecting his delicate

Fairhaven Group were accusing others of lawlessness?

dove headfirst into criticizing Thaddeus, the villainous edge in her voice as smooth as silk, “The Abernathy family and Fairhaven family are old allies; you and Jareth