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.

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 a

your purpose, but I’m telling you, you can make your

I

about

even I understand that feeling! If something happens to you, won’t your family grieve? Won’t Ms. Evadne be heartbroken?

an instant, their noses were

wine, wafted around Elvis‘ chiseled jaw, his eyes

this concern part of

to play the game, might as well play

where Matthew is? he

Elsie, “You’re here for President Ashbourne’s affair, to seek revenge?”

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

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

heat crept

was, in front of this man, her mind seemed to short–circuit, ensnaring herself in

been by Mr. Avery’s side; I know about the Chambers

as Elvis covered her

footsteps of two black–suited bodyguards grew closer.

Did I hear

footsteps paused near the storage rack.

beaded with sweat, her breaths quick with anxiety, her

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

moment, Elsie’s entire being relaxed

the intruder caught in the trap was

be the exhaustion talking. Let’s head to the foyer;

hurried

his embrace, their breaths intertwining, neither

brought quite the entourage today, and with the Velvet Haven’s goons, even with your skills,

crisp tobacco scent, “If your goal is to get back at Matthew, I

down at

“Follow me.”

cameras, leading

the safest place in

the door, Elsie

followed, his professional caution scanning every corner of

bunny, a tender

hide

type to be drowning in a sea of luxury brands, not cuddly stuffed animals. It was a stark contrast to his

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

a puzzled

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

strong–arm them into submission to

with fury, “Another monster! The Chambers Group is

I’ll neuter the dog and feed his pride to the

in disguise, hiding behind charity and public service, paving his road

she was in heels, and

reflexes saved her from a fall as he caught her around the waist, steadying