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

step into the Velvet Haven, it means

Elsie’s heart raced, a sheen of sweat on

him, and when the opportunity arises,

say, your heart has always been with

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 kept others at bay.

manager approached with a smile, carrying a selection of fine liquor, but

and I don’t drink

enjoy a drink? You’d miss out on so much fun. We’ll

into booze; I’m into beauty.”

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.”

and Elsie’s delicate form entered, her presence carrying a subtle

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

discreetly left, closing the door softly

on him. Under countless watching eyes, she could only offer a professional smile, trying to be as seductive as possible. But her stiff cheeks

that moment, on the other side of the surveillance, Avery sat watching through the screens in the control room, monitoring their

word, every breath in that room was picked up by the high–definition cameras and microphones.

to see you

playful brows arched as he smoothly lied, “Been missing you since our last encounter. Been wondering when

I’d see Mr. Waverley here

a cover, yet her

each other move for move, and not even

our souls were destined to meet across a thousand miles.”

exuding casual charm, “Come on, don’t

patted his thigh,

sitting on the sofa, leaned forward abruptly, a cold

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

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

armrest, the expensive leather

heavily, his voice

cheeks flushed like blooming peach blossoms,

the air. How could

slender body trembled

enough to paint a blush on the delicate canvas of her skin, “That

lips together, silent.

supple body in half. He gazed down, his eyes tracing the tantalizing shadow of cleavage beneath her

the impulse to stir the waters of

her instinct not to flirt or

It wasn’t that

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

isn’t the place. Too many eyes watching, can’t do what

ear, now a crimson hue, “Come with

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