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.”

an arm around her waist, “I have

dancing across the keyboard, green code cascading down the screen

to his partner’s skills, yet he couldn’t help but admire her, feeling both awe and a

“Okay, all set.”

the enter key, stretching her fingers, “Let’s just wait for

hand, ready to support her come hell

tense, filled with Elmsworth’s top

Bartley was giving

at the forefront, while spouses like Bertha were relegated to

high society, Bertha, the lone heiress of the Chambers family, had clout. But in the political arena, it was a man’s world. She was just Edgar’s

his current heights. Without the Chambers

the day she’d sit at

whispers spread like

mighty. You’d think she had eyes on her forehead!”

and she acts as if Edgar’s victory is certain. A bit overconfident, isn’t she?”

from her family to support Mr. Gardner like a rat pilfering grain. The Chambers

all over him. If they get power,

just sour grapes, envious of her noble birth, her husband’s potential.

Mr. Bartley concluded his speech, the hall

booming through the hall. “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Congressman Edgar Gardner, who will unfold Elmsworth’s three–year business blueprint for us!”

bathed in the spotlight and a wave of applause, strode confidently onto

of standing to clap, her heart swelling with pride. She wanted the world to know that the man

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approached the microphone. “I am thrilled to share with you the

the big screen, and in a heartbeat, his composure shattered.

cheerful expression darkened as if a thunderstorm

project presentation, a handwritten ledger appeared on the

–

clarity, the years of bribes he had accepted – dates, locations, amounts both large and small, all

his mind

face drained of color, her world spun in

into a

like

a ledger? Like

Gardner’s name, right there! Isn’t that his

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

The media went

Lord! Who’s behind this? This is some serious

evidence and released it now, they’re out to ruin Edgar!”

They’re political rivals in the upcoming election,

Bartleys even have this kind of reach? Whoever’s pulling the

tremble and shiver on stage. Reporters, unsatisfied with mere snapshots, rushed the platform, aiming