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?”

understand him at all. Gordon has found himself a springtime romance.” Under the moonlit willow tree, Gordon stood alone outside the Higgins family building, his left

birthday cake. It was Beverly’s birthday and, with Byron finally brought to justice, she couldn’t have asked

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

of the hospital. How are you feeling?” Beverly greeted her

expression a mix of concern and seriousness, “I saw a man

a suit?” Beverly’s

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

Beverly’s heart lurched, and she darted out the

leave when

Beverly, her hair tied up with a pencil and dressed in a bunny–themed apron, rushing

his face as

“Happy Birthday!”

but she only accepted the flowers, recognizing the gift as too extravagant for her

said gently, “I know you’re doing this because I helped, well, because of Ms. Evadne. What I did

wavered, and tears

longer, his eyes brimming with tears as he pulled her into

against each other, nearly shattering the lilacs nestled between

with flushed cheeks, melting his

do

breath brushed her ear, his impulse like none he’d ever felt before, making him hold her tighter with a resolve not to let go, “Everything I’ve done was for

fine food and wine,

buzzed with activity, as vibrant

arm around Marilla, chatting with Jason, the sweet couple in the

but when she called, Cassius said he was

as the call ended, she distinctly heard Chasel’s seductive whisper, “Cassius, my

“Lie down.”

conjuring images that needed to be censored. So Cassius really was too busy

he just avoiding

join in, leaving him to mingle with

entering the dining room and seeing Thaddeus with rolled–up sleeves and an apron tied around his waist, Jareth couldn’t help but burst into laughter, “Thaddeus, have you turned into the domestic god? Evolved, have you? Not only in

coolly, wiping his hands on the apron with

Michelin–star chef at home. Why would I

sky falls, your diamond–hard mouth will hold it up,” Thaddeus retorted, unbothered

with Evadne, do something exciting,” Jareth nudged him, his eyes narrowing mischievously, “Just wear the apron, nothing else. See how she

I guarantee she’d

husky with

the living room, it was

is for

of admiration, “You and Evadne, both of you are