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?”

with your parlor tricks?”

gold rim glasses with his slender finger, “If he dared to step into the Velvet

a sheen of sweat on her forehead.

opportunity arises, make sure he dies by your

“If, as you say, your heart has always been with me, then don’t make me wait too

trench coat, rested casually

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

and I don’t drink

You’d miss out on so much fun. We’ll arrange a driver for you later,

booze;

a half–smile playing on his lips, “I want the

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

gaze lingered on her tense face, a

closing the door softly behind

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, nor the man

Avery sat watching through the

that room was picked up by the high–definition cameras and microphones.

to see you here.”

our last encounter. Been wondering when we’d meet again. And here

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

his words were just a cover, yet her heart couldn’t help but flutter at his

matched each other move for move, and not even

destined to meet

exuding casual charm, “Come on, don’t

Elvis patted his thigh,

sitting on the sofa, leaned forward abruptly, a cold

picked up her iris–colored dress and stepped toward Elvis.

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

armrest, the expensive leather creased under his

voice tender, “Are you scared?”

cheeks flushed like blooming peach blossoms, “Mr. Waverley, please.”

double entendre hung in the air. How could she not be scared?

slender body trembled in

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

pressed her lips

to fold her supple body in half. He gazed down, his eyes tracing the tantalizing shadow

impulse to stir the waters of desire upon

instinct not to flirt or encourage,

distance from him. It

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

the place. Too many eyes watching,

lips grazed her ear, now a crimson hue,

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