His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 553

Jack’s victory in the Byron case was a triumph indeed.

Though both Evadne and Thaddeus came from wealthy dynasties and possessed extraordinary talents, life was no fairy tale. With the deep–rooted Chambers Corporation throwing obstacles in their path, it took considerable effort and time to topple the domineering Bertha and cunning Byron.

But the outcome was worth celebrating, and all that hard work had paid off.

They were in high spirits tonight, giving their housekeeper Alva the evening off to whip up a celebratory dinner themselves. “Mr. and Mrs. Abernathy, you’re too kind, giving me days off left and right and paying me so generously. I’m feeling a bit guilty like I’m making money in my sleep.”

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Alva chuckled from the kitchen doorway, admiring Thaddeus‘ impressive knife skills as he prepped vegetables beside Evadne, “Gosh, Mr. Abernathy, you’re so good at cooking. Yo used to be all thumbs around the house, and now look at you, slicing and dicing like a pro.”

“All thanks to Evadne’s fine training.” Thaddeus replied, his attention divided between the vegetables and Evadne. His eyes sparkled with adoration.

“Hey, Thad, how many times do I have to tell you to focus when you’re chopping?” Evadne teased, her focus never wavering from the sizzling pan, “You want to give your fingers a taste of the chopping board?”

Thaddeus pressed his lips together, pulling his gaze away from Evadne’s stern yet striking profile to concentrate on his cutting board.

Alva held back a giggle.

Thaddeus was truly tamed only by Evadne.

“Alva, we were thinking of keeping you for dinner, but since you’ve got plans with your girlfriends, we wouldn’t want to keep you from a fun night out,” Evadne said, turning to smile brightly at Alva, “Have a blast.”

“Will do, Mrs. Abernathy!”

With a bounce in her step, Alva left for her evening plans.

“Have you seen Gordon today?” Evadne mused as she plated the dishes, a puzzled expression crossing her face, “Wasn’t he supposed to join us for dinner to celebrate?”

“He’s been out not just today but almost every evening this past week,” Thaddeus said, helping her with the dishes. A smile tugged at his lips, “Ever since Ms. Higgins cleared your name at the precinct, Gordon hasn’t stopped talking about it. I appreciate her help, of course, but if I have to listen to him one more time, I think I’ll go mad.”

“I see,” Evadne chuckled, deciding not to delve further.

“I’ll call him to come back.”

Just as Thaddeus reached for his phone, Evadne stopped him, “No need. I know where he’s been sneaking off to. Let him be.”

Thaddeus asked, “Where’s he been going?”

all. Gordon has found himself a springtime romance.” Under the moonlit willow tree, Gordon stood alone outside the Higgins family building, his left hand holding a bouquet of

cake. It was Beverly’s birthday

to cut the cake, there was a knock at the door. Beverly

out of the hospital. How are

worrisome to tell you,” Beatrice said, her expression a mix of concern and seriousness, “I

in a suit?” Beverly’s delicate

that young couple to see you last time. It’s him. Always up

and she darted out the door without a

own timidity, was about to leave when a sweet, soft voice called

tied up with a pencil and dressed in a bunny–themed

heart skipped a beat, the gloom lifting from his face as

“Happy Birthday!”

only accepted the flowers, recognizing the

But I can’t accept the gift,” she said gently, “I know you’re doing this because I helped, well, because of Ms. Evadne. What I

emotion, Beverly’s voice wavered, and tears began to well up in her

tears as he pulled her into his embrace. His once empty heart was suddenly filled to

intensity, thumped against each other, nearly shattering

out to him with flushed cheeks, melting his

has nothing to do with Mr. Abernathy

resolve not to let go, “Everything I’ve done was for you. Ms. Higgins, I

set with fine food and wine, and all the

as vibrant as

around Marilla, chatting with Jason, the sweet

invited Cassius and Dr. Bright, but when she called, Cassius said he was busy and wouldn’t

heard Chasel’s seductive whisper, “Cassius, my

“Lie down.”

needed to be censored. So Cassius really was too

just avoiding being the third

too awkward to join in,

an apron tied around his waist, Jareth couldn’t help but burst into laughter, “Thaddeus,

replied coolly, wiping his

Michelin–star chef at home. Why would I bother with

your

nudged him, his eyes narrowing mischievously, “Just wear the apron, nothing

guarantee she’d want you

flushed, his voice husky

the living room, it

this is for

rosy as she handed over a bouquet of fragrant lilies to Nydia, her expression full of admiration, “You and Evadne, both of you are my idols. One day, I want to