His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 670

In a flash, Elsie felt as if her throat had closed up, her breathing hitting a sudden pause button!

Elvis furrowed his brows, scrutinizing the woman’s flushed face with a disdainful sneer silently forming in his heart.

He thought, “Will I be killed by Avery or by you? I haven’t forgotten that night, your cunning attempt to get close to me, along with that seemingly decorative hairpin concealing a deadly poison in your hair. Oh, the intrigue. You and your boss Avery are quite the duo, one playing the good cop, the other the bad cop, all in cahoots, right?

Tonight’s just another act in your little play, isn’t it? Snaky Avery using you to play damsel in distress, hoping to bait the hero in me? Do you think I’m the fool, or just haven’t been around the block enough to see through a woman? Even if I was a lech driven by lust, the sight of your face would turn the devil inside me into a saint.”

The smirk hovering on Elvis‘ lips sent a shiver down Elsie’s spine. She bit her red lip, her back pressed against the cold metal rack.

“Oh? I’m curious, Ms. Archer, who do you reckon will be my end?”

“You need to leave, now.”

“And risk running into snake, who’s as deceitful as he come?”

Elvis was on the verge of bursting out Avery’s name, his expression dripping with scorn, “Then let him come at me, I’d like to see what he’s got.

Elsie’s glossy eyes were stretched wide with tension, the internal strings of her mind on the verge of snapping, her voice trembling, “When did you know?”

“The moment we first crossed paths at the bar. I saw you get into Avery’s car with my own eyes.”

A playful smile played on Elvis‘ lips as his cold fingers pinched her chin, “But don’t be scared. Even though I know you’re one of Avery’s, I wouldn’t lay a finger on you. You are different from Avery”

A ripple stirred in Elsie’s otherwise still heart, warmth trickling through her.

But the man’s next words made her heart plummet.

“Besides, with your face, I could never bring myself to harm you,” Elvis whispered huskily, leaning close to her ear.

A sting of pain in her heart, Elsie pushed against his chest, “I know I look like your sister, but Evadne is Evadne, and I am me.”

Elvis could feel the shift in her emotions and scoffed coldly.

Evadne’s face, winning Avery’s favor. You’re the ultimate beneficiary of that face. I haven’t made a fuss, and yet, here you are, getting all worked up about it. Isn’t that

Haven. I don’t care about your purpose, but I’m telling you, you can make your move anywhere else, but not here! Once you step in, no

that formidable, huh? Then I simply must stay

don’t you care about yourself, or Ms.

time ticked away, Elsie, in a panic, clutched at his shirt, “I may not have a family, but even I understand that feeling! If something happens to you, won’t your

their noses were nearly

around Elvis‘ chiseled jaw, his eyes reflecting the tiny sparkles of emotion in hers, his brow

of her

going to play the game, might as well play it to the

where Matthew is? he murmured.

phrase, realization dawned on Elsie, “You’re here for President Ashbourne’s

you truly have the sharpest wit. Staying here

deduced I’m here for revenge. Not

crept up Elsie’s cheeks.

she was, in front of this man, her mind seemed to

Mr. Avery’s side; I know about the Chambers Group’s affairs.”

breath hitched as Elvis covered her mouth.

the footsteps of

Did I hear voices?”

paused near the

quick with anxiety, her heart pounding against her

the back of her head, his fingers weaving into her hair, gently

being relaxed slightly,

caught in

talking. Let’s head to the foyer; Mr. Avery will be

footsteps hurried away.

breaths intertwining, neither of them moving.

with the Velvet Haven’s goons, even with

his crisp tobacco scent, “If your goal is to get

at her,

“Follow me.”

avoided all the cameras, leading Elvis into her own

now, this was the safest place in

Elsie rushed into her study.

professional caution scanning every corner of the

a menagerie of plush toys held court: a pink bunny, a tender yellow lab, and a clumsy

couldn’t hide his

sea of luxury brands, not cuddly stuffed animals. It was a stark contrast to his little

Elsie retrieved a manila envelope from the bottom drawer

with a puzzled look, “What’s

Mr. Avery asked me to dig up. It’s evidence of Matthew using the Chambers Group’s scholarship fund to coerce girls into unspeakable acts.”

of these victims are underage. He didn’t just strong–arm them into submission to

his eyes blazing with fury, “Another monster! The Chambers Group is

hadn’t caught him. I’ll neuter the dog and feed his pride to

all cut from the same cloth. Byron is a beast in plain sight, but Matthew is even more revolting. He’s the devil in disguise, hiding behind charity and public service, paving his road to hell with the blood and tears of those girls. Go through that folder, and you’ll see what I mean. Every single file is enough to make

frustration, forgetting she was in heels, and almost toppled to the side.

a fall as he caught her around the waist, steadying