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.

winning Avery’s favor. You’re the ultimate beneficiary of that face. I haven’t made a fuss, and

who trespasses in the Velvet Haven. I don’t care about your purpose, but I’m telling you,

that formidable, huh? Then I simply must

care about yourself,

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

noses were

Elvis‘ chiseled jaw, his eyes

of her act too?

might as well play

Matthew

dawned on Elsie, “You’re here for President

wit. Staying here to tend the bar is truly

mention of Matthew, and you’ve deduced I’m here for

heat crept up Elsie’s

this man, her mind seemed to short–circuit, ensnaring

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

breath hitched as Elvis covered her

of two

Did I

near

with anxiety, her heart pounding

his strong hand to the back of her head, his fingers weaving

entire being relaxed

intruder caught in the trap was herself.

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

footsteps hurried

breaths intertwining, neither of them moving.

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

inhaled his crisp tobacco scent, “If your goal is to get back at Matthew, I have a

down at

“Follow me.”

deftly avoided all the cameras, leading Elvis

safest place in the

the door, Elsie rushed into

professional caution scanning every corner of the

pink bunny, a tender yellow

couldn’t hide his

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

envelope from the bottom drawer of her desk and handed it

a

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

submission to the powerful–he’s personally responsible

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

him. I’ll neuter the dog and

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

was in heels,

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