His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 498

Evadne had always longed to hear those sweet nothings, which once seemed as elusive as dreams.

But now, Thaddeus was like a clingy talk show host, chattering away night and day into her ear until she almost grew tired of it.

Yet, each time he drew near, touched her, kissed her, her mind lit up like Fourth of July fireworks, and she found herself helplessly enraptured, letting him tease and seduce her.

Love, after all, wasn’t about what she said.

It was about her reactions: whether her cheeks flushed, her heart raced, or her body betrayed her will.

Breath slightly disheveled from his kisses, Evadne playfully wound her fingers around his tie, “Thaddeus, you used to be so serious. Now, you’re like some… some…”

She hesitated, deciding the comparison she had in mind was too crass to voice. Even if it was true, some modesty should be preserved.

Thaddeus, breathing heavily, desperation and desire pooling in his eyes, stroked her neck, their foreheads touching.

“Evadne, I’m your hound,” he confessed.

Her heart skipped, cheeks flushed like a rosy dawn, her fingertip poking his firm chest, “Stop it, you. Insulting yourself is like insulting me.”

He swallowed hard, biting her tender, blushing lip, “Today, luckily, we’ve got an SUV. It’s spacious enough for us to play.”

“I came for revenge, not to mess around in a car!”

Evadne’s cheeks burned, and she flicked his forehead, quickly changing the subject. “Speaking of which, where’s the Fairhaven clan today? Jareth is practically a CEO. Wouldn’t he want to horn in on this occasion? Can’t stand to let the Chambers family steal the spotlight?”

“The Fairhavens are still cleaning up the mess Edith left behind. They’ve been under scrutiny, and they’re afraid showing up now might stir controversy.”

“Smart of them,” she scoffed.

Thaddeus leaned in, his nose tickling her cheek, “Jareth also said he hates these kind of do’s. Would rather be home cuddling with his sweet wife.”

“You’ve been cuddling me for days, leaving me all sticky and uncomfortable every morning,” Evadne complained as she wriggled out from his lap, “We’re sleeping in separate beds tonight!”

He watched her move away, lamenting, “Don’t be so cruel, Evadne.”

Then a knock at the door.

Evadne lowered the window to see Gordon’s face.

“Mr. Thaddeus, Mrs. Abernathy, everything’s set inside.”

“Thanks, Mr. Gordon,” she replied with a nod, but added a stern reminder, “Be vigilant. Today’s event is crucial. The Abernathy family isn’t here. If you’re spotted by the Chambers family, they’ll suspect something. It could hinder our plans.”

“Don’t worry, Evadne.”

her waist, “I

the keyboard, green code cascading down the screen like a

accustomed to his partner’s skills, yet he couldn’t help but admire her, feeling

“Okay, all set.”

“Let’s just wait for the show to start.”

support her

the atmosphere was tense, filled with

Bartley was giving a speech.

at the forefront, while spouses like

clout. But in the political arena, it was a man’s world. She was

wasn’t one to accept this quietly. It was she who had pushed her husband to his current heights. Without the Chambers family’s influence, her father’s support, her careful curating,

pride, imagining the day she’d sit at the front like Mrs. Bartley.

whispers spread

mighty. You’d think

she acts as if Edgar’s

money from her family to support Mr. Gardner like a rat pilfering grain. The Chambers family is fed up with her, yet she’s none the wiser.”

Mr. Gardner. Corruption written all over him. If they get power, Elmsworth’s folks

were just sour grapes, envious

his speech, the hall erupted in

onto the stage with a commanding presence, his voice booming through the hall. “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Congressman Edgar Gardner, who will unfold Elmsworth’s

spotlight and a wave of

pride. She wanted the world to know that the

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smiles, approached the microphone. “I am thrilled to share with you the exciting future

screen, and in a heartbeat, his composure

thunderstorm had

planned project presentation, a handwritten

–

with alarming clarity, the years of bribes he had accepted – dates, locations, amounts

his mind

Her face drained of color, her world spun in a whirlwind of

below surged into a

this? Doesn’t look like the

a ledger? Like for bribes?”

Mr. Gardner’s name, right there! Isn’t that his dirty money?”

it cycled through a series of secretly taken photographs: Edgar entering exclusive clubs, accepting lavish jewelry,

The media went into a

This is

this evidence and released it

it be Mr. Bartley? They’re political rivals in the upcoming election, after

even have this kind of reach? Whoever’s pulling the strings must be a real heavyweight.”

Reporters, unsatisfied with mere snapshots, rushed the