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.”

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

herself. Indeed, with the drug coursing through her, she looked radiant, her

Elspeth, her hand clutched to her chest as she glared towards the

act.

Abernathy, are you in there?”

voice that made her heart race! She was grateful that Victor had the foresight not to meet her; otherwise, how would she

a scandal?

took a deep breath and with feigned composure, opened the door.

“What is it?”

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,

you misunderstand. I meant no

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

a sea of undercurrents and whispers at

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

other Fairhavens were equally stunned, minds reeling.

Barry’s large frame stumbled,

great care. Officially an assistant, but to Barry, he was like

“Mr. Barry, Ah!”

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

shock. Evadne tensed, her eyes narrowing. She hadn’t expected Gordon, usually the silent,

gently encircled her waist, and he asked

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, keep me

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

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 her spine,

another fierce kick to Duke’s ribs, his eyes blazing with fury, “You filthy mongrel! How dare you lay a hand on

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

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

Fairhaven Group, his eyes filled with a chilling wrath.

around them.

lips quivered, and tears welled up in his eyes as he looked up at his

this state. Who put him up to this? Now any low creature can step on 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 directly at Thaddeus’s impassive face, showing no respect,

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

accusing others of lawlessness? That was just

smooth as silk, “The Abernathy family and Fairhaven family are old allies; you and Jareth are like brothers. How can you harbor such suspicions? It’s damaging to the harmony between our families, and surely Mr. Jareth Fairhaven wouldn’t be