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!”

with a smile. “Miss, how old are you? What’s your name? Where do you work? Are your parents from Skyrim

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;

as he gave

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

seemingly his nemesis.

and Aaron sat facing each other in the

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

fruit bowl and took a loud

struggling to keep his

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

of

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

enjoy

the girl’s gentle, soft voice and seeing her delicate face, Emeric couldn’t help but feel a surge of affection. “Ah, Marilla! Didn’t expect to see you here.

Marilla stammered, her cheeks flaming with embarrassment. She was no fool; she couldn’t very well admit to cohabiting with Jareth, so she skirted

not worry

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

choked on his tea, spewing it out in disbelief.

stepped back, fingers nervously twisting together, her delicate

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

shy, possibly

and her doe–like eyes shimmered with tears, Aaron’s heart

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

on my career, not get hitched! I’m not getting married!”

eyes, “Do you think you can do whatever you want? If you had a choice,

slipped out, but he swallowed it back, his face

just couldn’t

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

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 to carry on

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

and admiration. But I’m sorry,

possibly be better than

Mr.

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

whispering sweet nothings about marrying her, hearing it afresh sent a

thought 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