His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 604

since Elspeth was sentenced to death, Glynnis had been publicly humiliated by Frederic in the courthouse halls. She felt that her already tenuous standing at home had evaporated, and the last vestiges of her father’s childhood affection shattered.

She had always relied on Elspeth, living like a parasite fattened on the family’s wealth, treating money as if it were mere paper. But now, with Elspeth’s assets seized and her own private stash tied up in Elspeth’s accounts, Glynnis had plummeted from the high life back to square one

Apart from the two properties and the pair of luxury cars her father had given her, plus the three hundred thousand dollars in her personal account, she was practically destitute..

Accustomed to a lavish lifestyle, the taste of poverty was driving Glynnis mad, leaving her as restless as if ants were crawling all

Selling the cars or properties would alert Fred

Frederic, but what could she possibly do with a mere three hundred thousand?

wasn’t even enough to tip the male escorts she frequented!

After two days of agonizing it struck her that Elspeth’s bedroom safe was still untouched

The few pieces of jade that were Elspethis ‘precious ointments must still be there, untouched by the authorities. If sold, they could fetch at least ten million!

frantically towards Elspethi’s bedroom, her eyes bloodshot as she zeroed in on the

safe onto the table, her eyes gleaming with greed as she fiddled with the

her fingertips numb, she had exhausted every number linked to the Abernathy lineage and Elspeth herself, yet

You think you can take them with you to the grave? Glynnis raged, storming out to grab

hammer in hand, she was stunned

present–Thaddeus and

here?” Glynnis stammered, stepping

the sight of Jareth would send her into ecstatic fits. Now only terror gripped her.

sat on the sofa, his handsome features impassive, barely glancing at Glynnis

something

as he tapped the safe, “Marilla’s belongings are right here

voice sharp, “What nonsense are you spewing? There’s nothing of hers

me, left

quirked up, defiantly knocking on the

jumped anxiously, fearing the

face a picture of

was poised to lead the Fairhaven empire. He hoped Jareth

contents of that safe are my inheritance!

moment, Jareth punched in a four–digit code, and with a

unable to comprehend

know the combination, how could

my

you, the contents

yours, they were left by your

on his lips, “You want it? Go visit your mother in prison one last time. Sweet talk het and maybe she’ll leave

encroach