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.

thought, “You thrive in the night life with 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

easily who trespasses in the Velvet 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 matter your

Then I simply must stay to

you care about

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? Chairman Emeric was just hospitalized;

their noses were nearly

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

concern part of her act

play the game, might as well play it to the hilt, right?”

where Matthew is? he

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

Staying here to tend the bar is

and you’ve deduced I’m here for revenge. Not only that, you even know it’s about

of heat crept up

was, in front of this man, her mind

by Mr. Avery’s side; I know about the

breath hitched as

time, the footsteps of two black–suited

I hear

paused near the storage

forehead beaded with sweat, her breaths quick with anxiety, her heart pounding against

back of her head, his fingers weaving into

Elsie’s entire being relaxed slightly,

if the intruder caught in

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

footsteps hurried away.

kept his embrace, their breaths intertwining, neither

with the Velvet Haven’s goons, even with your skills, you might be at a

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

at

“Follow me.”

the cameras, leading Elvis into

this was the safest place in

locking the door, Elsie rushed into her

followed, his professional caution scanning every corner of

held court: a pink bunny, a tender yellow lab, and a clumsy black–and–white penguin that seemed almost comically out of

hide his

not cuddly stuffed animals. It was a stark contrast to his little sister, who had always preferred

drawer of

took it with a puzzled look, “What’s

up. It’s evidence of Matthew using the Chambers Group’s scholarship fund

spoke rapidly, worried about the time, “Many of these victims are underage. He didn’t just strong–arm them into submission to the powerful–he’s personally responsible for

instantly livid, his eyes blazing with fury,

I’ll neuter the dog and feed

plain sight, but Matthew is even more revolting. He’s the devil in disguise, hiding behind charity and public service,

foot in frustration, forgetting she was in heels,

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