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 foodie had

milk white fleece loungewear, setting off her moon–bright face. From a

did you guys get back? You could’ve at least let me know.”

with her a sweet, warm breeze and flung herself

gently warned, his flour–dusted hands

for me just because I

every day, working and then coming back to be with me.

is

he looked

them nice and crispy.”

Pfff!

as a mouthful of

Thaddeus‘ assistance, two plates of golden,

sat neglected in a

Evadne, try some of

anticipation as he watched his little sister’s eyes light up,

with her hands, took a big bite, and crunched happily.

as ever!” Evadne beamed with contentment, her

spread across Elvis‘

to a

diversion, he’d managed to safely escape from the Velvet

her? Had Avery discovered everything she’d done? She had gone to Matthew to buy him time; did that brute give her a hard time?

wary of her status, after

could be found in

all

Evadne, don’t eat

eyes narrowed in alarm, but it was already too late.

charred offerings, savoring them without a hint of disdain.

They’re not

“You don’t have to force yourself to compliment me. I

they’re made with love. How

what does it matter if they’re black or golden? Once they’re

couldn’t resist planting a kiss

clutched his chest and closed his

regretted it so much.

back to be the third

“I’ve cooked up a storm here, and I can’t eat all this myself. Lucky for

was about to call them over too.”

a darkening. “Tonight, I’ve come back

long, Arnold and Aaron had made

siblings and the couple gathered around the dinner table which had transformed into an impromptu war

spill it. What’s the big secret you’ve been keeping from us?” Arnold

you so on edge because you can’t afford

Arnold chucked a chicken bone at

dodged, and then he tossed a

all leaned in, curious.

talking about avenging our brother? Inside

and Captain

and dumped its contents out for everyone to

portion and started reading. Shock and anger grew with every page

Foundation‘ under the Chambers Group, managed by Matthew, has raised over one million in just two years. 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 mistress.”

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

trembled with rage, “That hypocrite, that monster!”

anger in Aaron’s eyes matched hers, “We should’ve taken him down when we dealt with Byron. I regret not doing

won’t be hopping around for

at the documents in his hands, his brows furrowing. “As the former face of the Chambers Group, Matthew’s cunning and methods are far more insidious than Byron’s ever were. Byron was blatant with his actions, relying on his background. But

are you getting at, Thaddeus?” Evadne grabbed his hand.

so much evil, he must have set

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