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?”

Gordon stood alone outside the Higgins family building, his left hand holding a bouquet of flowers, his right a tastefully wrapped gift. He gazed up at the small, bright window, his heart heavy

a cozy homemade dinner, complete with a cute birthday cake. It was Beverly’s birthday and, with Byron finally brought to justice, she couldn’t have asked

there was a knock at the door. Beverly opened it to find

hospital. How

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

in a suit?” Beverly’s delicate

couple to see you last time. It’s

lurched, and she darted out the

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

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

his face as he awkwardly handed her the

“Happy Birthday!”

neart fluttered, but she only accepted the flowers, recognizing the

the gift,” she said gently, “I know you’re doing this because I helped, well, because of Ms. Evadne. What I did was nothing, especially compared to how kind she and Mr. Abernathy have

tears began to well up in

tears as he pulled her into his embrace. His

with a powerful intensity, thumped against each other, nearly

to him with flushed cheeks,

done has nothing to do with Mr. Abernathy or Mrs.

hold her tighter with a resolve not

fine food and wine, and all

with activity, as

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

but when she called, Cassius said he was busy and wouldn’t

distinctly heard Chasel’s seductive whisper, “Cassius, my back aches, give it a rub,

“Lie down.”

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

was he just avoiding being the

felt too awkward to join in, leaving

with rolled–up sleeves and an apron tied around his waist, Jareth couldn’t help but burst into laughter, “Thaddeus,

you jealous?” Thaddeus replied coolly, wiping his

a Michelin–star chef at home. Why would I bother with this?”

Marilla. “If the sky falls, your

Jareth nudged him, his eyes narrowing mischievously, “Just wear the apron,

I guarantee she’d want you right

cheeks flushed, his voice husky with embarrassment, he growled, “Get

the living room, it was all warmth and

is for

of fragrant lilies to Nydia, her expression full of admiration, “You and Evadne, both of you are my idols. One day, I want to be