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.

I haven’t made a fuss, and

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 matter your

“It’s that formidable, huh? Then I simply must stay to see for

you care about

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 family grieve? Won’t Ms. Evadne be heartbroken? Isn’t your sudden demise unfair to everyone?

instant, their noses were nearly

the sweet scent of red wine, wafted around Elvis‘ chiseled jaw, his eyes

of her act

game, might as well

where Matthew

dawned on Elsie, “You’re here for President Ashbourne’s affair, to

Ms. Archer, you truly have the sharpest wit. Staying here to tend the bar is truly beneath

mention of Matthew, and you’ve deduced I’m here for revenge. Not only that,

flush of heat crept

in front of this man, her mind seemed to short–circuit, ensnaring herself in her own trap.

side; I know about the Chambers Group’s

hitched as Elvis covered her mouth.

footsteps of

Did I

near

beaded with sweat, her breaths quick with anxiety, her heart

strong hand to the back of her head, his

Elsie’s entire being relaxed

caught in the trap was herself.

to the foyer; Mr. Avery will be back

hurried away.

their breaths intertwining,

Haven’s goons, even with your

the ear, inhaled his crisp tobacco scent, “If your goal is to get back at

looked down at her,

“Follow me.”

all the cameras, leading Elvis into her

this was the safest place in the

the door, Elsie

professional caution scanning every

bunny, a tender yellow lab, and a clumsy black–and–white penguin

hide his surprise.

her as the type to be drowning in a sea of luxury brands, not cuddly stuffed animals. It was a stark contrast to his little sister, who had always preferred play–fighting with swords

bottom drawer

a puzzled look, “What’s

with urgency, “is what Mr. Avery asked me to dig up. It’s evidence of Matthew using the Chambers Group’s scholarship fund to coerce girls into

He didn’t just strong–arm them into submission to the powerful–he’s personally responsible for their torment. I don’t have

fury, “Another monster! The Chambers Group is

caught him. I’ll neuter the dog and feed his pride to the hounds!”

brothers are 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 your

foot in frustration, forgetting she was in heels, and

reflexes saved her from a fall as he