His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 673

Chapter 673

Thaddeus had a look of sheer panic as the chicken nugget slipped from his fingers and plummeted into the bubbling oil of the deep fryer.

Hot oil spattered across the back of his hand and up his arm, the pain snapping him back to reality as his lips parted awkwardly, muttering. “Elvis”

“You’re always talking about that stuff. Are you really that horny?”

Elvis snorted softly, craning his neck to peer into the fryer, “I dunno if Evadne caught a whiff yet, but I sure followed the scent over here. Smells like something’s burning, though.”

That caught Thaddeus off guard, and he suddenly realized that the chicken he’d dropped in earlier was still submerged.

He fumbled for the slotted spoon, but by the time he fished out the nuggets, they’d turned a deep brown.

The corners of Thaddeus‘ eyes drooped in dismay, and he was instantly reminded of the first time Chairman Emeric had tried his cooking, labeling it a string of “failures.”

It was like a curse he couldn’t shake.

“Look, I get it, you’re trying to be sweet, but don’t force yourself into something that’s clearly not your forte. If you scald yourself and end up with blisters, it’s Evadne who’s going to suffer, right?”

Saying this, Elvis shrugged off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and positioned himself next to Thaddeus, nudging him aside with his hip, “Go stand over there and chill. Don’t get in the way.”

Thaddeus‘ eyes widened in surprise, “You’re going to take over?”

“If I leave it to you, my little sis will end up eating charcoal.”

Thaddeus didn’t get upset because Elvis was absolutely right; he’d overestimated his cooking skills.

Elvis washed his hands and expertly lowered the chicken into the fryer, watching the clock and counting the seconds before stirring the oil and soon after, retrieving the perfectly cooked nuggets!

Thaddeus stood by, assisting Elvis and absorbing every move with rapt attention.

“Got it yet?” asked Elvis, not even looking up.

Thaddeus nodded, “Yeah.”

“Your eyes may have got it, but your hands sure didn’t.”

Thaddeus frowned with a rueful smile, “Elvis, sometimes, I need a little encouragement.”

Elvis‘ long lashes fluttered as he glanced at Thaddeus, “Fail a few more times, and you’ll get it right. I’ve botched it up countless times myself before getting it to look half decent. If Evadne didn’t love it so much, who in their right mind would bother with this mess? It’s filthy, it’s a hassle, and you can’t get rid of the smell of oil for days! Sometimes, you shouldn’t spoil her too much. If you let her get her way all the time, she’ll be demanding you cook every day, then what’ll you do?”

Thaddeus‘ eyes glowed softly as he gently smiled, “Doesn’t matter. As long as Evadne’s happy, I’m willing to do anything, no matter how troublesome it is.”

“Pfft, easy for anyone to say,” Elvis responded with feigned disdain, but inside, he felt a warmth spreading.

“Wow! Fried chicken! Smells amazing!”

Both men turned around.

little

silk nightgowns for a cozy, milk white fleece loungewear, setting off

when did you guys get back? You

her a sweet, warm breeze and flung herself into Thaddeus‘

in flour, I’ll get your clothes dirty.” Thaddeus gently warned, his flour–dusted hands hovering mid–air, not daring

this for me just because I mentioned it last night?”

two places every day, working and then coming back to be with me. It’s hard enough. For something like this, we could’ve just ordered in. You didn’t need

happiness is what matters the

sturdy arms wrapped around her waist, his eyes filled with gratitude as he looked over at Elvis, “Besides, I didn’t really

them nice

Pfff!

as a mouthful of fictional blood nearly

work and Thaddeus‘ assistance, two plates of golden, crispy fried chicken were served steaming hot.

few failed attempts sat neglected in a corner.

some

table, eyes twinkling with anticipation as he watched his little sister’s eyes light up, “It’s been a while

a piece with her hands, took a big bite,

as fantastic as ever!” Evadne beamed with contentment, her eyes sparkling.

spread

flashed back to a face similar

diversion, he’d managed to safely

She had gone to Matthew to buy him time; did that brute give her a hard time?

status, after last night’s events, he found himself increasingly

could be found

didn’t seem all that

Evadne, don’t eat that!”

but it

his charred offerings,

They’re not that bad.”

capturing her hand, “You don’t have to force yourself

with love. How could they not

no sign of pretense, “Besides, what does it matter if they’re black or golden? Once they’re in your

couldn’t resist planting a kiss on her greasy

clutched his chest and closed his

it so much.

to

all this myself. Lucky for us, Arnold and

about

I’ve

and Aaron had made it

around the dinner table which had transformed into an impromptu war

the big secret you’ve

on edge because you can’t

chucked a chicken bone at him.

easily dodged, and then he tossed a document–filled

all leaned

brother? Inside this envelope is enough dirt to bring down

Captain Aaron’s radars went

the envelope and dumped

up a portion and started reading. Shock and anger

But that money never went to helping impoverished students–it all went straight into Matthew’s own pocket. And that’s not all. He’s been hosting so–called charity events, parading the girls meant to be helped, but really, he was setting up a Lioneletplace for the high and mighty to pick and choose

his eyes burned red with fury. “These girls just wanted a chance at education, but what awaited them was

hand on the table, Evadne trembled with rage,

should’ve taken him down when we

Evadne, Aaron. Justice may be delayed, but it will be served. He won’t be hopping around for much longer,” Arnold

Byron was blatant with his actions, relying on his background. But Matthew, he’s a master of disguise,

Thaddeus?” Evadne grabbed his

done so much evil, he must have set up a way out

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