His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 453

The Ashbourne family was seething with anger, on the verge of eruption, but one among them was even more incensed.

Thaddeus’s brawny arms tensed like a fully drawn bow, his eyes bloodshot, and his large iron–like fists clenched in cold fury, ready to charge at Gary and teach him a lesson. Just then, a soft and delicate hand enveloped his bulging, veiny fist at the right moment.

“Thaddeus, don’t.”

His breath hitched as he met Evadne’s bright star–like eyes. It was as if his whole being had plunged into the crisp clarity of a mountain spring, calming him down gradually.

Evadne stepped forward, a haughty smile playing on her lips, “Gary, when Thaddeus gets down to business, you can rest assured. He won’t let any wrongdoers off the hook, nor will he wrongfully accuse the innocent.”

Her words were a clear jab at the Fairhaven group!

“As for the Duke’s accusations, saying Thaddeus is just following my lead to smear and frame your Fairhaven family. Ha! In this day and age when surveillance is everywhere, if I really wanted to frame someone, wouldn’t I leave behind some trace? Would there be no clues pointing to you, and I’d just randomly pick on one of your people as the culprit? You keep insisting that I hold a grudge against Ms. Edith Fairhaven; then why wasn’t it your Fairhaven family’s horse that got injured? Why wasn’t she the one in harm’s way? Am I supposed to hurt myself to amuse your whole family?”

Evadne’s speech was indeed rousing. Everyone around couldn’t help but nod in agreement, even Mrs. Fairhaven subconsciously thought there was some sense in her words!

“You impudent girl.” Barry was so choked up his eyebrows quivered with rage.

Evadne’s eyes were cold and defiant, her gaze sharp, and her lips curled into a mocking smile, “Let me be blunt, and I don’t care if it’s unpleasant to hear. If I really wanted to harm Ms. Edith Fairhaven, I wouldn’t have waited until today. I have no virtues, but I’m known for being ruthless.

Framing someone is so boring. If it were me, whatever fate befalls my horse, she’d have to face the same!”

The crowd gasped. Ms. Ashbourne was truly hardcore!

“Evadne! You’re outrageous! How can you harbor such malicious thoughts?!” Mrs. Fairhaven, already frail, was so infuriated she clutched her chest, struggling to catch her breath.

“Mom, please don’t get upset; you can’t take it,” Edith quickly supported her mother, her face a picture of grievance, but her eyes shot a venomous glance at Evadne.

“Malicious? Mrs. Fairhaven, do you think it’s appropriate for you to say that?”

Myra’s expression was serious, her usually gentle voice chilling, calm but undeniably intimidating, “Evadne was merely speaking hypothetically, but your daughter dared to act. Before the horse racing event began, the incident with Ms. Fairhaven slapping herself and trying to frame Evadne is still trending online. Have you forgotten? We remember it clearly. Who’s truly malicious and who’s started the provocation? Don’t you know it deep down?”

mother and daughter from the Fairhaven family looked flushed in embarrassment and then pale in

after more than two decades by his

that’s how it should be. It’s time the world see that

for every word I say, you have a myriad in

of a seemingly loyal hound, “But no matter how eloquent you are, Ms. Ashbourne, it doesn’t change the facts!

you’re already the champion of the horse

“Do you have to dirty our Fairhaven Group to elevate your own status, so that nobody can stand in

showed a complex mix of emotions. Clearly,

almost simultaneously, everyone’s phones began to ring.

curious about the content of the notifications you’ve just received?” Thaddeus’s deep–set eyes narrowed slightly,

as people took out their phones to check. Even

raced. A grand event like the horse racing competition would undoubtedly be live–streamed. So the footage of Evadne’s fall at the finish line had spread quickly

suspected any foul play. But

grasp what was happening. But the faces of the other members of the Fairhaven family resembled a war–ravaged wasteland, fazed, and in

of breath, her hand trembling, and

the video was shaky, it was still unmistakably clear. The video circulating online showed Duke, looking around furtively, sneaking into the

switchblade, slashing a quick, deep line across Wind’s left

the night.

plastered across the video feed, the camera angle squarely framing the front of the stable. The

Gary, got anything to say for yourselves now?” Cassius’s eyes flared with a bloodthirsty crimson, watching Wind suffer at the hands of a villain.

on his emotions for the greater good. But witnessing the savage cut on Wind’s beautiful, muscular leg, the visual and psychological assault was too much,

Gary’s faces twisted as if they’d swallowed live cockroaches. As bold and brash as they were minutes ago, they were now equally mortified. They couldn’t possibly claim the man in the video was a digital fake. No one was born

up to Duke’s face. When Duke saw the video, capturing his every move during the crime, his face fell, shaking his head in disbelief, muttering, “Impossible, there were no

his wisdom and wit, never picking a battle he’s not sure to win, never letting the likes of you get the upper hand,”

held onto the video until now just to watch them squirm, bluster, and make fools of themselves before him. And the more blustering and

have known. Thaddeus was never

you must be curious. How did we get such a perfectly angled

momentarily stepped out. Soon after, he ushered in a man in riding attire, another

Thaddeus Abernathy,” the jockey greeted