His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 706

“Marilla.” Mr. and Mrs. Abernathy were both stunned in disbelief.

A smile graced Evadne’s lips, a touch of gratitude in her gaze as she looked towards Marilla, warmth blooming in her chest.

“My wife is right. Spreading rumors and causing trouble in front of Mr. Thaddeus and Ms. Evadne–do you think the Abernathy Group and our legal department are here for nothing?”

Jareth’s arm barred Marilla’s shoulder, as he glared coldly at the gossipmongers, “If you think you have the guts, go ahead, try saying that again. The Fairhaven Group won’t mind playing your little game.”

The busybodies, already embarrassed by the young woman’s reprimand and further intimidated by Mr. Fairhaven’s menacing presence, huddled together like quails, not daring to utter another word. recognize you; you’re Avery.”

Marilla lifted her dress gracefully as she walked over, her slender figure shielding Evadne, her eyes bravely meeting those of the stranger for the first time, “Mr. Avery, are you a friend of my sister–in–law?”

Evadne’s lips curled coldly.

Friend? That word had been dirtied by him.

But she didn’t blame Marilla. How could the innocent Marilla know the bloodshed and darkness that lay beneath? And she didn’t want her to understand.

“Ms. Marilla, what are you trying to say?” Avery asked, his smile seemingly cordial.

“If you are my sister–in–law’s friend, you should’ve been the first to stand up to clarify for her right away, instead of watching her being misunderstood and doing nothing.”

Marilla’s straightforward nature took over, her frustration directed squarely at Avery, “A true friend wouldn’t be as cold–blooded as you are. You’ve really let her down.”

an embrace

freezing at the corners of his

only extricated Evadne from the murky relationship

starting to show the qualities of a Fairhaven lady,” Jareth joked, elbowing

was head over heels in

two get home, make sure you thank Marilla for me,” Thaddeus said, with a warm feelings flow in his heart.

his gaze intensifying, “I’ll do more than thank her, I’ll make sure she’s well taken care of.”

not getting any younger, and your work is taxing. For Marilla’s happiness in the long run, you should take care of yourself and

the least bit weak; my quality is top–notch!” Jareth retorted with a pout, “Besides, I’m living a bland life these days, barely remember what a nightclub looks like. It’s the little pleasures with my wife that keep me going. Don’t be so cruel to me, Okay?

shook

his dearest wife would be as cruel as asking a tiger

the second floor

railing, tightening as she glared down

by Jareth’s backing, had

she acted, the quicker she would fall. Her days were

became sharp–tongued, a

looked at Marilla’s blooming, enticing

more you like her?” Edith sneered at him, scoffing

be

his arms around her waist, pulling her close, his breath of wine lightly sprayed on her cheek, his hands wandering over her bare back, “My heart has always

meant–it was all about the bedroom

loyal dog wouldn’t be an exaggeration. But back then, with Thaddeus in her heart, she

up on Thaddeus and compromised to

each encounter, Edith, having had her fun,

Edith needed to

plan; she was keeping

the one who treats me the best, the

his neck, her barely concealed chest pressed against his, pouting pitifully, “I’m in trouble,

to press her against the railing right there and then, “Do you even have to ask? Edith, I’m yours, whatever you ask,

me, his own sister, tonight,” Edith’s voice quivered with a

it, it