His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 508

Aaron glanced at Lily.

Lily shot him a look back, her expression souring. “Did you invite Chairman Ashbourne here?” She asked with accusation in her voice.

He stared, feigning innocence and setting a boundary. “Geez, that is an insult! Sure, I’m Emeric’s son, but I’m no traitor. My loyalty’s always been to Evadne!”

Lily couldn’t help but smile at his cheeky retort, whispering, “What do we do then? Should we open the door?”

Hands in his pockets, Aaron scoffed, “If you don’t open up, believe it or not, my old man will rip out this whole doorframe!”

Lily found herself lost for words.

Not wanting to disrespect such an important figure, she took a deep breath and opened the door.

The Ashbourne family’s bodyguards crowded the yard of the villa, a formidable presence.

Emeric stood at the doorstep, his expression cold as a winter’s day, with Mr. Dylan behind.

A storm brewing in his belly, Emeric had his stern face all set. But the moment he saw his youngest son, his mind went blank.

Mr. Dylan was equally taken aback. “Young Master Ashbourne?!”

Aaron scratched his head awkwardly. “Dad.”

Emeric looked from his son to Lily, and then took a large step back to double–check the house number.

“Chairman Ashbourne, you haven’t gone to the wrong place; this is it,” Mr. Dylan said, finding the situation awkwardly amusing.

“I see.”

Emeric nodded slowly, and then his eyes lit up with a sudden thought, blurting out, “This lady is your girlfriend? Oh, I see. You like the glamorous type. I should’ve known–that way, I wouldn’t have introduced you to all those girl–next–door types.”

Lily’s eyes widened in shock, while Aaron facepalmed. “Dad, can you please stop pressuring me? If you keep this up, I’ll join a monastery! Do you have any idea why I became a police in Elmsworth? It’s because I couldn’t stand the daily nagging about getting married and having kids! I’m not a breeding donkey!”

Lily pressed her lips together, amused to find that even the scions of a wealthy family shared the same mundane woes as everyone else.

“If you dare join a monastery, I’ll come drag you out myself! That’s a promise!”

a smile. “Miss, how old are you? What’s your name? Where do

Marry into the Ashbourne family, and you’ll

verge of tears, now regretting ever opening the

with Mr. Ashbourne is strictly professional; I’m Mr. Fairhaven’s secretary,” Lily

evident as he gave Aaron a look

we should continue this conversation inside,” Mr. Dylan, suggested, a wry smile on his face. The Ashbourne children, each one

seemingly his nemesis.

sat facing each other in the living room, the atmosphere thick with oddity.

about Evadne staying here except me?” Emeric asked through gritted teeth. “Am I even your

an apple from the fruit bowl and took a loud bite. “Or we should

struggling to keep

but watching this father and son spar, she struggled to suppress her smile.

sound of light footsteps approached.

manners, carried a tea tray to Emeric and placed a teacup on the

Emeric, please enjoy your tea.”

feel a surge of affection. “Ah, Marilla! Didn’t expect to see you here. Keeping your sister Evadne company, are

with embarrassment. She was no fool; she couldn’t very well admit to cohabiting with Jareth, so she

let’s not worry about that

“No boyfriend yet, right? What do you think of my youngest here?

his tea, spewing it

back, fingers nervously twisting together,

detective, his eyes were

overly shy, possibly even socially anxious.

and her doe–like eyes shimmered

spoke up earnestly, “Dad! Did you travel all the way from Skyrim to Elmsworth

on my career, not get hitched! I’m not

you can do whatever you want? If you had a choice, you wouldn’t come out of your mother’s womb.”

Aaron’s retort almost slipped out, but he

just couldn’t

gone, he still had four older brothers. Why was Emeric fixated on him as if he were the only sheep to

had him jet–setting all the time, always on call for some high–stakes mission. What woman would be happy being married to a workaholic like him? If he were to tie the knot, he’d want to wrap his future wife in the kind of blissful happiness he just couldn’t provide now. How could he selfishly string someone along just to carry

to play matchmaker when Lily quickly moved to Marilla’s side, wrapping

admiration. But I’m

could possibly be

it’s Mr. Fairhaven.”

her lips was unmistakable. “Our young master’s relationship with Ms. Marilla is well known to Mr. Hamilton and Mr. Frederic, and they have never interfered with their relationship.

had been whispering sweet nothings about marrying her, hearing it afresh sent a thrill through Marilla, her cheeks flushing with bashful

it was someone

having underestimated the situation. He turned to Aaron with a look as if handling a task to him. “So, the proposal isn’t official yet. Aaron, she’s