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!”

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

my son likes to play it cool. I’ve had his wedding gift ready for ages. Marry into the Ashbourne family,

was on the verge of tears, now regretting ever opening

Mr. Ashbourne is strictly

disappointment was evident as he gave

Ashbourne, Mr. Ashbourne, perhaps we should continue this conversation inside,” Mr. Dylan, suggested, a wry smile

seemingly his nemesis.

in the

here except me?” Emeric asked through gritted teeth. “Am I

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

struggling to

but watching this father and son spar,

of light footsteps

tea tray to Emeric and placed a teacup

please enjoy your tea.”

her delicate face, Emeric couldn’t help but feel a surge of affection. “Ah, Marilla! Didn’t

fool; she couldn’t very well admit

let’s not worry about

boyfriend yet, right? What do you think of my youngest here? One is quiet while the other is energetic, close in age–you two would get along great.”

his tea, spewing it out in disbelief.

twisting together,

the edges, but as a detective, his eyes were sharp. He noticed something off about the

overly shy, possibly even socially anxious.

doe–like

the way from Skyrim to Elmsworth to abduct a girl? I’ve

I want to focus on my career, not get hitched! I’m not getting

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

almost slipped out, but he swallowed it

just couldn’t

brothers. Why was Emeric fixated

job 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

play matchmaker when Lily quickly moved to Marilla’s side, wrapping her trembling shoulders in a comforting embrace,

interest and admiration.

whom? Whose son could possibly be better than mine?” Emeric

it’s Mr. Fairhaven.”

to Mr. Hamilton and Mr. Frederic, and they have never interfered with their relationship. Moreover, Mr. Jareth Fairhaven is about to be appointed as CEO of the Fairhaven Group. He will soon be visiting Mr. Hamilton and Mr. Frederic formally to ask for her hand in marriage.”

marrying her, hearing it afresh sent a thrill through Marilla, her cheeks flushing with bashful

it

a task to him. “So, the proposal isn’t official yet. Aaron, she’s spoken for doesn’t mean you can’t win her heart. You’ve still got a