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!”

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

it, but my son likes to play it cool. I’ve had his wedding gift ready for ages. Marry into the Ashbourne family, and you’ll be Ms. Ashbourne, living a life of luxury. Don’t hesitate, it’s better to settle

the verge of tears, now regretting ever

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

he gave

conversation inside,” Mr. Dylan, suggested, a wry smile on his face.

seemingly his nemesis.

other in the living

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

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

breath, struggling to

watching this father and son

sound of light footsteps approached.

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

enjoy your tea.”

couldn’t help but feel a surge of affection. “Ah, Marilla! Didn’t expect to see

She was no fool; she couldn’t very well admit

not worry about that now!”

“No boyfriend yet, right? What do you think of my youngest here? One is quiet while the other is energetic, close

his tea, spewing

twisting

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

overly shy, possibly even

and her doe–like eyes

travel all the way from Skyrim to Elmsworth to

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

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

out, but he swallowed it back, his

just couldn’t understand!

brothers. Why was Emeric fixated

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

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

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

to whom? Whose son could possibly be better

Mr.

young master’s relationship with Ms. Marilla is well known 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.

Jareth had been whispering sweet nothings about marrying her, hearing it afresh sent a thrill through Marilla, her

I thought it

to him. “So, the proposal isn’t official