Chapter 468

Bertha latened intently, and it all clicked into place.

Elvira was a household name among the elite of Elmsworth, and her reputation as a psychic had even drawn the wealthy from afar to have their fortunes told.

But beneath her glamorous facade, Elvira’s hands were dirty with all manner of sordid dealings. Money talked, and for the right price, she’d play matchmaker for the rich and powerful without batting an eyelid.

get what you’re saying. Dad’s always been superstitious, forever running to some medium or another for a reading. So, I set it up. I introduce Elvira to Dad, he’s bound to be keen on meeting her

Bertha’s mind whirred with schemes. “Then, behind the scenes, I’ll grease Elvira’s palm, have her spin a tale that you and the Ashbourne heiress are a match made in heaven, that she’s got her sights set on you and it be a boon for the Chambers Group.

On the flip side, if the Ashbourne gal ends up with our youngest brother, it’ll spell disaster for the Chambers clan, Dad’s an old superstitious fool. Once he hears it, he won’t think twice about the youngest and will move heaven and earth to unite you with the Ashbourne estate,”

“That would be perfect! Thanks so much, Bertha Byron said, gripping his sister’s hand with fervent gratitude.

“Byron, we’re cut from the same cloth, raised together since we were knee–high to a grasshopper. Mom passed early, and Dad remarried that wen who cuckolds him at every turn, not to mention that hall–brother of ours eyeing our inheritance. We’ve got to stick together. If I’m not on your side, then whose side am I on?” Bertha spoke from the heart.

As a married woman, with a husband embroiled in political warfare, she barely kept afloat. She often had to dip into her own savings to help him maneuver in the shadows, all while maintaining her facade as a lady of high society.

If Avery’s influence continued to grow, she’d lose even the last shred of dignity within the Chambers Group.

When the time came to divide the inheritance, her brothers would take care of her. The youngest? He’d be lucky not to bury her. So she was dead set on helping Byron to the end.

“But remember, we’re not living in the dark ages anymore. Parents can’t call all the shots.”

Byron rolled a cigar between his fingers, his gaze clouded with concern. Tve heard that Nydia and Evadne’s secretary are thick as thieves, and Evadine’s all for them being together. You know what kind of pull Evadne has. She’s the apple of Chairman Emeric’s eye and has Thaddeus’s backing. She’s bold enough to lock horns with the Fairhavens in public. If she decides to stand in our way, getting Nydia to the altar might hit a smag.”

Asly smile flickered across Bertha’s face as a dark idea took root. “Byron, the solution is simple. We just need to play a little rough.” “What do you mean?”

“Make a binding commitment,” she said with a sinister undertone

Byron was takensback!

Although he was no stranger to conquests, Nydia was the precious flower of the Ashbourne family, not one to be tried with lightly

“If we involve Elvira, it’s not a surefire win. Even if Dad agrees, Chairman Emeric might not. So instead of hanging in suspense, why not just secure the girl, force Emeric’s hand to marry her to you, and leave Evadne with no room to intervene? Meaning, even if you can’t have her heart, you’ve got to claim her first.”

Byron, struck by the ides, nodded fiercely. “You’re right.”

With their plot set, the siblings clinked glasses and popped open a bottle of champagne.

Unbeknownst to them, a small listening device under the table blinked its red light ominous!

At the other end of the listening device–The Velvet Haven.

Avery lounged elegantly on a lavish vintage sofa, his delicate yet ambiguous features as enigmatic as a noble vampire. He swirled the red wine in his glass, listening intently to the Chambers‘ siblings‘ conspiracy. The more he heard, the more he wanted to laugh

at my dear brother and sister, aren’t they quite the comedic

by his side, was both incensed and bewildered. “Why should I be angry?

I’m not just unbothered. I’ll even lend my dear brother a hand, Consider it my wedding gift to him and Ms. Nydia”

had

deff a line so convincing that he had no choice but

unite with the Ashbourne family. After all, that

him, he couldn’t replace Byron’s

Even if Nydia wasn’t the daughter of his beloved wife,

could he

such a radiant young

to broach the subject once more, however slim the chances. Time dew by, and soon the anticipated weekend arrived.

news that the J Group’s William and his son were making their first visit to Elmsworth and hosting a top–tier business dinner spread like wildfire among high society

an exotic–style castle resort on the outskirts of Elmsworth was booked out entirely by William and his son. The exterior was abuzz with excitement, luxury

and privacy at the event

major families arrived, all covertly slipping through a temporary passage to avoid the prying eyes of the

the racing club was still a fresh wound on the interner’s collective memory, and they weren’t keen on ripping off the scab “Grandpa, do you really think Mr. Frederic will announce my engagement

Thad has the right to refuse? Not unless he wants to

match. With the wedding gift I’ve arranged for you,

Hamilton has always favored Evadne over his own granddaughters. If

can pull the strings? Right now, the Abernathy Group

disrupting the peace, set foot in the Abernathy family. That Ashboume girl

you, Grandpar Edith’s face it up with excitement as she resumed her

front of both families, and especially in front of William and his son to completely

if Barry had already sealed the deal

would

to shatter that tramp’s dignity and ensure no man would ever

the banquet hall, the music was enchanting.

fragrance of flowers and the glitter of high

not with his family but alongside Jareth, as if to avoid any insinuation of partiality.

entrance, capturing the attention and hearts of

dared not covet, well aware that he was spoken for

heiress for a

starkly different, a blend of desperate longing and

only once, at the racing club, leaving the vast majority oblivious. Thus, Jareth remained

flaunting females held no allure next to

Marita alone at home?” Thaddeus asked

to become a eunuch before you see me in

looked away. “Time will tel

women swooped in like vultures the moment they heard I needed a date. I nearly lost it if they

at home, “Marilla hates these kinds of events. She gets anxious and uncomfortable. Honestly. I didn’t want to come either, but duty calls. I’ve taken my

“Huh?”

in advance,

complex joy rising in his heart at

in the Fakhaven Group and beyond, never quite reaching the heart of

a long battle, never expecting victory to

not official yet, just interim, Jareth demurred, though his eyes sparkled with anticipation.

moving up, it’s time to divest from those gray area businesses. At the very least, keep your public profile clean. It’ll affect how you’re perceived in the Fairhaven Group and by the public. Also, I don’t want Marilla

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