Chapter 717

Thaddeus gently cradled Evadne’s chin, his lips descending upon hers, dissolving the rouge that had ensnared his very soul.

Their fervent kiss traced the contours of her lips, tasting an incomparable sweetness. As passion threatened to surge uncontrollably, they parted by tacit agreement.

Thaddeus gazed at Evadne’s flushed cheeks and dewy lips, a satisfied smile spreading across his face, “Now, your lips are more delicate than any blossom.”

You’re just too much. Either kissing or making love. Give me a break sometimes, will ya?” Evadne nestled into his embrace, her fingertips playfully pressed against his chiseled chest – a gesture she found irresistibly flirtatious.

Each poke, each touch, seemed to lift even the darkest of moods a little indulgence she couldn’t resist.

“So, I want to kiss, I want to make love. Will you give it to me?” Thaddeus whispered into her ear, his voice husky with desire.

Evadne’s shoulders tensed ever so slightly, her flushed cheeks providing the only answer he needed.

The couple snuggled on the couch, admiring a vibrant bouquet of roses, savoring this cozy moment of bliss.

“Thanks to you for uncovering Bevis‘ Achilles‘ heel – his tax evasion schemes – it forced him to cough up that five million he owed.” Evadne’s fingers teased his jawline, her eyes sparkling in admiration, “You’ve indeed lightened my load.”

As she spoke, she looped her arms around his neck and planted a playful kiss on his cool, thin lips, “Tonight, you shall be handsomely rewarded.”

“Thank you, my queen,” he murmured, his tone rich and velvety.

She was playful, and he was

the charmer, aren’t you?” Evadne traced his smiling lips, “Deviously charming, but I

has been exiled from the K Group and saddled with

held her hand gently, “Is this where we stop,

with mischief, “You hit where it hurts the most. Do you think I’d let that scoundrel

his lips, Thaddeus found

him be. But in the

well these past years, and that Gabriel has a stake in them too. Such establishments can’t withstand close

bleed more?” His eyes narrowed slightly, “It’s

where he stands in the K Group if he wants to stay safe.” She shook her slender fingers,

then, a call

“Gordon, what’s up?”

sent lawyers and his secretary to the detention

of concern, “Nothing’s going to go awry that lets the Chambers Group

Matthew is in a checkmate position; there’s

“Jeff’s visit is likely a final reckoning between father and son.”

about to shift again. Some viper, squirming in its dark pit, must be in a panic

turned stormy as he reviewed the share

going to see Mr.

as if the man

Chambers family ran colder than a serpent’s. They experienced the gamut of human emotions, but after hate, after anger, they would quickly detach themselves from grief and re–immerse in the games of power, as if

“Exactly as he

“Spit it

into the family was the

“Fricking bullshit!”

to the head of

felt like a fool’s game. Jeff thought of that night at the banquet, of how that beast had schemingly treated his wife, and had deceived him for years, leading to his current disgrace, the collapse of the Chambers Group. He barely contained his impulse to charge in the cell and execute his son a

Helgen to Elmsworth wasn’t to aid you. He’s been lying low, playing the fool, all to avenge his mother and take over the

only relay the words precisely, “It seems the downfall of Mr. Matthew Chambers and Ms. Bertha Chambers was orchestrated by the Ashbourne family ostensibly, but Mr. Avery Chambers was actually behind it all. Now that your three children have fallen, the next

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