Chapter 515

Gordon gasped, having skipped breakfast, and this breath filled him up.

“No, no. Planes are cool, but I’d rather not take a one–way trip to the afterlife!”

“Come on, Thaddeus. Mr. Gordon is sincerely loyal to you. No need to get angry over a plane.”

Evadne’s slender fingers traced the sharp jawline of the man, her voice teasing, her eyes as imperious as a queen’s, “For your birthday this year, I’ll get you a jet better than Snakey Avery’s, okay?”

Damn, he was jealous!

Private jets as gifts? The Skyrim’s richest heiress truly lives up to her reputation!

Thaddeus opened his starry eyes, grasping her delicate hand with a seriousness that belied his usually cool demeanor, “Evadne, I’m your man; but I’m no gigolo living on a woman. I should be the one giving you gifts.”

“Pfft! What are you talking about? We share everything, a few bucks mean nothing.”

The lady’s domineering statement made Jareth and Gordon jealous!

They weren’t not gigolo either; but which man didn’t want the finest cars, the biggest tanks and the sleekest jets?

Thaddeus shook his head softly, a touch of sadness in his eyes, “Evadne, you don’t need to get me anything more. What you’ve already given me is more than enough. The gifts you gave me before are now displayed in a room I’ve set aside. Every time I come home, I enter that room, look at each one many times, touch them many times.”

Back then, having lost Evadne, he was like a serious fetishist.

Frequently, he’d spend hours in that room; sometimes even slept there at night. Mr. Thaddeus, who was usually calm and collected, appeared like a lovesick madman in places where no one could see, internally spiraling out of control and into madness.

Evadne looked at him, her gaze deep and steady, though her hand trembled lightly as she caressed his cheek.

“Besides, what else do I need as a gift? You’re the best gift that life has ever given me.” Thaddeus repeated the line, but each time it felt as heartfelt as

the first.

“Silly.”

Evadne didn’t need to say more. Evadne sealed any unnecessary words with a k*ss, expressing what thousands of words couldn’t.

“Alright, alright. I must be the ultimate straight guy, because I don’t get this romance stuff. But listening to it, why does it sound a bit kinky?” Jareth couldn’t help but shudder at the thought of Thaddeus mooning over Evadne’s gifts.

sound of rushing footsteps

down the staircase and swiftly arrived in

a lead

up abruptly, their excited expressions perfectly mirroring those of a

so excited that he

expression grave, “Sorry, sir. Eden wasn’t alone. Our guys got into a fierce shootout with his crew. Our guys suffered serious injuries,

looked at each other, stunned, while Jareth exploded in disbelief and fury, “This is Elmsworth, not Helgen Star Island! How could they be brutally attacked right at our doorstep? Didn’t they call for backup?!”

but it was

“Our guys had the upper hand at first, but

out! It’s already a miracle that some of them came back

full of resentment, slammed his fist onto the table, the abrupt knuckles

the fiercely competitive Jareth, this was like having

Who’s made

room fell silent as they

myell’s

stood there, wearing a white sundress and clutching the teddy bear Evadne had given her. He rubbed her sleepy eyes with

strap had sl*pped down from her round shoulder, revealing the

hair’s breadth away from an immediate wardrobe malfunction!

girl’s neck and collarbone were unmistakable bite marks left

embrace was evident!

his eyes, while Thaddeus wiped the sweat from his brow and fixated on his own

oh no, oh

pressure soared and his inner self screamed

long legs and ran to his petite wife, whose heart seemed about to fall out of her chest. He enveloped her soft b*dy in his arms, shielding her

buried in his shoulder, her big eyes glistening with innocence as she cooed, “Jareth, please don’t be mad. I’m scared when you’re mad.” “I’m not mad, sweetheart,

red–eyed with urgency, swept Marilla off her feet and stormed upstairs, whispering

room fell into an awkward

was completely dumbfounded and quickly stammered, “I–I didn’t see anything,

had rushed to report to Jareth, only

said soothingly, “You’ve been taking great care of Marilla all on your own. It’s been tough. And you know how she is, sometimes she’s just a big kid. Nob*dy’s

Thaddeus nodded slightly.

Ms. Evadne, thank you, Mr. Thaddeus. Really, I’m fine. The one who has

young master is committed to loving his wife for a lifetime, to taking

lower his gaze, and she

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