His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

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

brother and sister, aren’t they quite the comedic duo? Mere jesters,

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

the blood–red liquid with a chilling smile. I’m not just unbothered. I’ll even

Bertha’s machinations, Jeff had a successful meeting with

deff a line so convincing that he had no

wanted more than anything was for Byron to unite with the Ashbourne family. After all, that was his favorite son, and

making overtures, doing everything to please him, he couldn’t replace Byron’s place in

Nydia wasn’t the daughter of his beloved wife, woman

he possibly m

off such a radiant

right opportunity to broach the subject once more, however

that the J Group’s William and his son were making their first visit to Elmsworth and hosting

Elmsworth was booked out entirely by William and his son. The exterior was

security level and privacy at the event were off the charts.

the prying eyes of the media. Even the typically ostentatious Fairhavens kept a low profile this time, not

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 to Thad at the dinner tonight?” Edith purred from her nestled spot in Barry’s arms, her brow furrowed with worry. “Can Mr. Frederic actually convince Thad? He’s so

refuse? Not unless he wants to kiss his position at the Abernathy

with the match. With the wedding gift I’ve arranged

over his

the strings? Right now, the Abernathy Group is

stance crystal clear; he won’t let someone like Evadine, who’s been manipulating his son and disrupting the peace, set

case, then that’s wonderful! Thank you, Grandpar Edith’s face

Evadne during tonight’s vital gathering, in front of both families, and especially in front of William and his

deal with Frederic, her path was clear

would

she would find the perfect opportunity to shatter that tramp’s dignity and ensure no man would ever

hall, the music was

fragrance of flowers

Jareth, as if to avoid any insinuation of

dazzling entrance, capturing the attention and hearts of

well aware that he was spoken for and knowing better than to

the Ashbourne heiress for a man? And

Jareth was starkly different, a blend of desperate longing

had been publicly acknowledged only once, at the racing club, leaving the vast

flaunting females held no allure

did you leave Marita alone at home?”

eunuch before you see me in a new light?”

“Time will

last night, and the women swooped in like vultures the moment they heard I needed a date. I nearly lost it if they weren’t women, believe me, they’d

drifting back to his dating wife 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 uncle’s place, helping Grandpa manage the Fairhaven Group. So, I

“Huh?”

in advance, Mr.

in his

always been “Mr. Jareth to those in the Fakhaven Group and beyond, never quite reaching the heart of

long battle, never expecting

Jareth demurred,

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