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?”

building, his left hand

finished 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

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

hospital. How

of concern and seriousness, “I saw a man in a suit

man in a suit?” Beverly’s delicate features tensed

you last time. It’s him. Always up to no good, that

heart lurched, and she

leave when a sweet, soft voice

pencil and dressed in a

the gloom lifting from his face as he awkwardly handed her the flowers and

“Happy Birthday!”

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

accept 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 been to

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

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

intensity, thumped against each

out to him with flushed cheeks, melting his heart into a tender

do with

him hold her tighter with a resolve not

table was set with fine food and wine, and

as

chatting with Jason, the sweet couple in

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

as the call ended, she distinctly heard Chasel’s seductive whisper, “Cassius, my back aches, give it a

“Lie down.”

that needed to be censored. So

just avoiding being the

felt too awkward to join in, leaving him

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

wiping his hands on the apron with

at home. Why would I bother

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

something exciting,” Jareth nudged him, his eyes narrowing mischievously, “Just wear the

I guarantee

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

the living room, it was all

this is for

bouquet of fragrant lilies to Nydia, her expression full of admiration, “You and