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!”

harsh to soft in a second, turning to Lily with a smile. “Miss, how old are you? What’s your name? Where do you work? Are your parents from Skyrim or Elmsworth?

for ages. Marry into the Ashbourne family, and you’ll be Ms. Ashbourne, living a life of luxury.

verge of tears, now regretting ever opening the

Mr. Ashbourne is strictly

was evident as he gave Aaron a look

conversation inside,” Mr. Dylan, suggested, a wry smile

seemingly his nemesis.

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

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

picked up an apple from the fruit bowl and took a loud bite. “Or we should consider a DNA test?”

a deep breath, struggling to keep

this father and

of light

carried a tea tray to Emeric and placed a

Emeric, please enjoy your tea.”

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

she couldn’t

not worry

think of my youngest here? One is quiet while

tea, spewing it

twisting together, her delicate skin

detective, his eyes were sharp. He noticed something off about the

shy, possibly even

she nearly bit her lip through and her doe–like eyes shimmered with tears,

you travel all the way from Skyrim to Elmsworth to abduct a girl? I’ve told

to focus on my career, not get

you want? If you had a

out, but he swallowed

just couldn’t understand!

he still had four older brothers. Why was Emeric fixated on him as if

current 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 wife in the kind of blissful happiness he just couldn’t provide now. How could he selfishly string someone along just

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

your interest and admiration. But I’m sorry, but she;s already betrothed.”

son could possibly be better

it’s Mr. Fairhaven.”

Frederic, and they have never interfered with their relationship. Moreover, Mr. Jareth Fairhaven is about to be appointed as CEO

whispering sweet nothings about marrying her, hearing it afresh sent a thrill through Marilla, her cheeks

I thought it

with a look as if handling a task to him. “So, the proposal isn’t official yet. Aaron, she’s spoken for