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.”

around her waist, “I have my people inside,

fingers dancing across the keyboard, green code cascading down the screen

couldn’t help but

“Okay, all set.”

stretching her fingers, “Let’s

support her come hell or

was tense, filled with Elmsworth’s top officials and industry

was giving a

and business delegates sat at the forefront, while spouses like Bertha were relegated to the back.

Bertha, the lone heiress of the Chambers family, had clout. But in the political arena, it was

It was she who had pushed her husband to his current heights. Without the Chambers family’s influence,

sat with haughty pride, imagining the day she’d sit at the front like Mrs.

spread like wildfire.

acting high and mighty. You’d think

she acts as if Edgar’s victory is certain.

Mr. Gardner like a rat pilfering grain.

don’t trust Mr. Gardner. Corruption written all over him. If

snide remarks. They were just sour grapes, envious of

speech,

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

a wave of applause,

of standing to clap, her heart swelling with pride. She

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approached the microphone. “I am thrilled to share

the big screen, and

a thunderstorm had suddenly

of the planned project presentation, a handwritten ledger appeared

–

years of bribes he had accepted – dates, locations, amounts both large and small, all meticulously recorded.

swayed, his mind reeling.

felt as though the ground had dropped from beneath her. Her face drained of color,

into a tide of

like the

a ledger?

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

entering exclusive clubs, accepting lavish jewelry, and,

crowd erupted. The media

This

gathered all this evidence and released it now, they’re out to

rivals in the

do the Bartleys even have this kind of reach? Whoever’s pulling the strings must be a

Edgar’s every tremble and shiver on stage. Reporters, unsatisfied with mere snapshots, rushed the platform, aiming their mics and cameras like