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.

the real little foodie had arrived.

and to better care for Emeric, Evadne had swapped her delicate silk nightgowns for a cozy, milk white fleece loungewear, setting off her moon–bright face. From

when did you guys get back? You could’ve

scampered over in her slippers, bringing with her a sweet, warm breeze and flung herself

get your clothes dirty.” Thaddeus gently warned, his flour–dusted hands hovering mid–air,

really make this for me just because I

between two places every day, working and then coming

Your happiness is what matters

filled with gratitude as he looked over at Elvis,

them nice and

Pfff!

his chest as a mouthful of fictional blood nearly

Elvis‘ efficient work and Thaddeus‘ assistance, two plates of

few failed attempts sat neglected

on, Evadne, try some of my

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

took a big bite, and crunched

still as fantastic as ever!” Evadne beamed

spread across Elvis‘ lips.

back to

night, thanks to Elsie’s diversion, he’d managed to safely escape from the Velvet Haven..

everything she’d done? She had gone to Matthew to buy him time; did that brute give

was wary of her status, after last night’s events, he found himself increasingly

could be found in Avery’s

all that bad

don’t

alarm, but

his charred offerings, savoring them without a hint of

They’re not that bad.”

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

love. How

matter if they’re

he couldn’t resist planting a kiss

chest and closed his eyes!

regretted it so much.

come back to be

I can’t eat all this myself. Lucky for us, Arnold and Aaron are around. I’ll just

great, I was about to call them

a darkening. “Tonight, I’ve come back with something important to discuss with you

long, Arnold and Aaron had made

the dinner table which had transformed into

the suspense, spill it. What’s the big secret you’ve been keeping from us?” Arnold prodded, biting into

chuckled, “Arnold, are you so on edge because you can’t afford your tampons?”

Arnold chucked a chicken bone at him.

then he tossed a document–filled envelope onto the table.

all leaned in, curious.

we’ve all been talking about avenging our brother? Inside this envelope is enough dirt to bring down

this, Prosecutor Arnold and Captain Aaron’s radars

She grabbed the envelope and dumped its

a portion and started reading. Shock and anger grew with every page they turned.

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

“These girls just wanted a chance at education, but what

table, Evadne trembled with

hers, “We should’ve taken him down

but it will be served. He won’t be

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

getting at, Thaddeus?” Evadne

evil, he must have set up

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255