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.

life with Evadne’s face, winning Avery’s favor. You’re the ultimate beneficiary of that face. I haven’t made

her emotions; her lips parting softly, “Mr. Chambers won’t let anyone off easily who trespasses in the Velvet Haven. I don’t care about your purpose, but I’m telling you, you can make your move

formidable, huh? Then I simply must stay to see

don’t you care about

you, won’t your family grieve? Won’t Ms. Evadne be heartbroken? Isn’t your sudden demise unfair

noses were

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

concern part of

“If you’re going to play the game, might as well play

where Matthew is? he murmured.

Elsie, “You’re here for

truly have the sharpest wit. Staying here to tend the bar is

I’m here for revenge. Not only that, you even know it’s about my older brother”

heat crept up

front of this man, her mind seemed

Mr. Avery’s side; I know

Elsie’s breath hitched as Elvis covered her mouth.

same time, the footsteps of two black–suited

Did I hear

footsteps paused near

her breaths quick with anxiety, her heart pounding against her

back of her head, his fingers weaving into her

that moment, Elsie’s entire being relaxed

the intruder caught in the trap

to the foyer; Mr.

hurried away.

his embrace, their breaths intertwining, neither of them

today, and with the Velvet Haven’s goons, even with your skills, you

blushing at the ear, inhaled his crisp tobacco scent, “If your goal is to get back at Matthew, I have a more reliable

at her, “What’s that?”

“Follow me.”

the cameras, leading Elvis into her own room.

was the safest place

locking the door, Elsie rushed into her study.

professional caution scanning every corner of the room.

the corner of the king–sized bed, a menagerie of plush toys held court: a pink bunny, a tender yellow lab, and a clumsy black–and–white penguin that seemed almost comically

couldn’t hide his surprise.

brands, not cuddly stuffed animals. It was a stark contrast to his little sister,

Elsie retrieved a manila envelope from the bottom drawer of her desk and handed it

a puzzled

Avery asked me to dig up. It’s evidence of Matthew using the Chambers Group’s scholarship fund to

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

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

gonna wish I hadn’t caught him. I’ll neuter the dog and feed his pride to the hounds!”

hiding behind charity and public service, paving his road to hell with the blood and tears of

was in heels, and almost toppled to

from a fall as he caught her around the waist,