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.”

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

Indeed, with the drug coursing through her, she looked radiant, her skin seemingly more refined.

hand clutched to her

act.

Abernathy, are you

heart race! She was grateful that

such a

a deep breath and with feigned composure, opened

“What is it?”

wandered suspiciously into the room. “I needed rest, found a spot. What are 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

I meant

and gestured politely, “Mr. Abernathy requests your presence immediately. Everyone was there but you, and Mr. Abernathy fears the gossip of other families. If you would

undercurrents and whispers at the grandstand.

frozen behind the towering figure of Barry, her face as pale as death. From her earliest memories, Duke had always been at her grandfather’s side, involved in countless shady dealings, always emerging unscathed. How had Thaddeus caught him so quickly? It

equally stunned, minds reeling.

you?!” Barry’s large frame stumbled, and Gary rushed

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

“Mr. Barry, Ah!”

could finish, a sharp pain in his waist sent him tumbling

narrowing. She hadn’t expected Gordon, usually the silent, unassuming figure behind Thaddeus, to exhibit such unbridled passion – all to avenge

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

in disdain, though the warmth around her waist sent tingles through her body. “Usually, I’m the one on the edge, and Gordon does his best to calm me,

eyes glinted with satisfaction, “This time, he is the one who couldn’t contain his fury. All for his Mrs.

magnetic voice sent a warm breath tingling her ear, tempting her to shyly lower her gaze. It was as if an electric current was traveling down

came swift as lightning! Clearly not satisfied, he delivered another fierce kick to Duke’s ribs, his eyes blazing with fury, “You filthy mongrel! How

mere secretary raise his hand against a member of the Fairhaven family?!” Gary roared, his features twisted

like a pack of wolves, surged forward, standing menacingly behind Barry, their eyes locked on Gordon. Some seemed eager to jump in, just waiting for their boss’s command to take

filled with a chilling wrath. He stood like a King with the

around

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

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 family’s head?!” Barry’s thick white brows furrowed in anger, “And what

Careful, words can bring disaster. I might

her rounded shoulder and protecting his delicate wife, while internally rolling his

accusing others of lawlessness? That was just absurd!

Abernathy family and Fairhaven family are old allies; you and