His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 712

Chapter 712

“It wasn’t me, Mr. Chambers, it wasn’t me.”

Elsie struggled to articulate each word, her gaze still held that teetering glint of injustice and innocence.

No one knew better than her what fate awaited those who betrayed Avery. She didn’t want to die – not because she feared death, but because she couldn’t bear to go out with such a whisper, unnoticed and unvalued.

So, she vehemently pleaded her case, “Mr. Chambers, what do I gain from betraying you? Only Harvey and I knew about this. Any move I make would be quickly noticed by you. Am I that foolish to court death? Besides, I’m here at the Velvet Haven from dawn till dusk. Surrounded by your watchful eyes, every single move I make is under your surveillance; I have no chance to even make contact with Ms. Ashbourne and Mr. Abernathy. Where’s the betrayal in that?”

Her words slowly ebbed the malice from Avery’s eyes, hitting the nail on the head.

Seizing the moment, Elsie hurriedly pressed on, “Mr. Chambers, my wretched life is in your hands. Without you, I’m nothing. I’ve plotted against Thaddeus before. If they ever take you down, and the nest is overturned; how could they possibly spare me?!”

Avery’s gaze darkened with suspicion, but he slowly released his grip on her.

Just then, Harvey burst in, frantic, “Mr. Chambers! There’s a trouble!”

Avery irritably pulled his tie, “What now?”

“Elvis is here!”

Elsie felt as if her veins would explode, her body trembling uncontrollably. She remembered those bright and lively eyes, her throat parching as if that ruthless hand was choking her once more, leaving her nearly breathless.

“What? Elvis?” Avery ground his teeth, his voice dark, “Is he alone?”

“Yeah, solo!”

Harvey spat with venom, “The punk just waltzed into our territory alone. Definitely up to no good. Mr. Chambers, shall we teach him a lesson?”

a top–tier agent with your parlor

step into the Velvet Haven, it means he’s capable of leaving

heart raced, a sheen of sweat

opportunity arises, make sure he dies by your hand.”

her ear, “If, as you say, your

coat, rested

of fine liquor, but

drove here, and I don’t drink and

miss out on so much fun. We’ll arrange a driver for

booze;

eyes gleamed mischievously as he flicked a cigarette into his mouth, a half–smile playing on his lips, “I want the prettiest girl you’ve got to keep me company tonight.”

entered, her presence carrying a subtle fragrance. Their eyes met,

she’s just my type. I’m satisfied.” Elvis‘ gaze lingered on her tense

the door softly behind

countless watching eyes, she could only offer a professional smile, trying to be as seductive as possible. But her stiff cheeks couldn’t fool herself, nor

sat watching

in that room was picked

expect to

“Been missing you since our last encounter. Been wondering when we’d meet again. And here we are tonight.”

Mr. Waverley here either,” Elsie

just a cover, yet her

other move for move, and not even Avery could spot

destined to meet across a thousand

casual charm, “Come on, don’t

stepped forward, Elvis patted

the sofa, leaned forward abruptly, a cold

heart lurched as she picked up her iris–colored dress and

her arm, pulling her down into his embrace, her soft

fists clenched on the armrest, the expensive leather creased under his

heavily, his voice tender, “Are

heart pounded, her cheeks flushed like blooming peach blossoms,

in the air. How could

trembled in his arms,

enough to paint a blush on the delicate canvas of

pressed her lips together,

intended to fold her supple body in half. He gazed down,

resist the impulse to stir the waters of desire upon such a

apprehension, her instinct not to flirt or encourage, but to maintain was being

him. It

time she got close, she was overwhelmed by

place. Too many eyes watching, can’t do

now

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