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?”

top–tier agent with your

glasses with his slender finger, “If he dared to step into the Velvet Haven, it means he’s capable of leaving here

a sheen of sweat on her

the opportunity arises, make

sinister smile, whispering in her ear, “If, as you say, your heart has

most luxurious private room. His muscular arms, hidden beneath a black trench coat, rested casually along the back of the sofa, his gaze half–indifferent, half–lazy, radiating an aura that

a smile, carrying a selection of fine liquor, but before he could speak, Elvis

I don’t drink and drive.”

but who comes to the Velvet Haven and doesn’t enjoy a drink? You’d miss out on so much fun. We’ll arrange a

booze; I’m

playing on his lips, “I want the prettiest girl you’ve got to keep

Elsie’s delicate form entered, her presence carrying a subtle fragrance. Their eyes met, and for a moment, someone’s

type. I’m satisfied.” Elvis‘ gaze lingered on her tense face, a careless smile on his lips, “She’s

the door

emotion, fixed on him. Under 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,

other side of the surveillance, Avery sat watching through the screens in the

that room was picked up by the

to see

since our last encounter. Been wondering

thought I’d see Mr. Waverley here either,” Elsie said, her

yet her heart couldn’t help but flutter

each other move for move,

seems our souls were destined to

charm, “Come on, don’t be shy.

patted his thigh, “Right here.”

abruptly, a cold

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

arm, pulling her down into his embrace, her soft curves pressing firmly against his

the armrest, the expensive leather creased under

heavily, his voice tender, “Are

pounded, her cheeks flushed like blooming peach blossoms, “Mr.

the air. How could she not be scared?

trembled in his arms,

a warm caress against the nape of her neck. The slight touch was enough to paint a blush on the delicate canvas of her

her lips

in half. He gazed down, his eyes

to stir the waters of desire upon

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

distance from him. It wasn’t that

good, too exceptional. Every time she got close, she was overwhelmed by feelings of inadequacy and inferiority that threatened to consume her. It

many eyes watching, can’t

lips grazed her ear, now a crimson hue, “Come

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