His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 743

Chapter 743

Evadne’s thoughts, entangled with sorrow, snapped to clarity with the utterance of those words. Things just couldn’t bear closer analysis. The more they thought about it, the more suspicious and plausible it seemed.

“We’ve gone over this before. Given Gary and Edith’s capabilities, there’s no way they could have found such formidable help. There’s definitely someone backing them up.”

Thaddeus‘ eyes shone with a piercing gaze as he analyzed coolly, “What if it’s Avery, looking to set a trap and take his revenge? It’s certainly not out of the question.

Besides, Aaron mentioned earlier that the hitman is likely a foreigner. Avery’s been entrenched in Helgen for years. Recruiting such an individual to clear the mess for Gary and them shouldn’t be too difficult.”

*Revenge? If Avery wanted revenge, it would be against us! What does he have to do with Jareth and Marilla?”

Evadne’s anger was palpable, “He’s got a full belly meddling in the Fairhaven Group affairs now?!”

“Marilla is my sister, my blood. Jareth, my best friend.”

Thaddeus pulled at his lips, suppressing the anger in his hoarse voice, “Evadne, do you get it now?”

Out of respect for Marilla’s presence, some things were better left unsaid.

Avery, capable of monstrous acts, oscillating between a wolf in sheep’s clothing and a cold–blooded devil, would likely lash out at those close to Thaddeus if his direct revenge failed.

He knew Jareth’s soft spot was Marilla.

over a weapon to the Fairhaven Group, play them against each other, and shatter the bond between Jareth and

Evadne caught her breath, and then

circumstances differ each time. Does Snakey Avery need to repeat the same trick? He kept a woman who looks like me around to plot against you, to confuse and distract. Why send an assassin who looks exactly like Hubery?

isn’t

targeting Jareth, Avery has the motive. But Evadne is right about one thing: there’s no need to plant someone who looks

silent, suddenly spoke up, her watery eyes fixed anxiously on Aaron’s determined face, “Aaron, are you suggesting the person behind Jareth’s trouble might not be that young son from the Chambers family, there could be

were taken

seemingly naive and fragile. Jareth had always sheltered her like a precious flower in a greenhouse, but actually she was

Marilla, you’re

smile curving his lips, though his heart felt bittersweet, “It’s related to Avery, but the hitman might not be his man. Someone else could be assisting

attention, it was because it involved the person she loved most.

someone else behind him,” Mr. and Mrs. Abernathy almost spoke in

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was tangled and increasingly complex. So, was this a signal from that person to show himself? Could the man bearing a striking resemblance to Hubery and entangling himself with people around

a formidable enemy. The one controlling him, what kind of terrifying power player could

discussing serious matters, Aaron didn’t stick around and prepared

Mrs. Abernathy escorted him to the door, but to their surprise, Marilla rushed out without even grabbing

“Aaron, wait!”

watched her approach, his heart fluttering; he quickly uttered, “You’ll catch a cold

cold;

you brought

you liked them,” Aaron’s smile was bright

rolled–up paper, “This is for you. Thanks for the

was momentarily stunned, and carefully unrolled it. It was a caricature of him, whimsical yet capturing his essence, lively and endearing. He

really looks like you, Aaron!” Evadne leaned in to

“It does.”

rushed, too crude. I could have done better,” Marilla looked

at all; it’s

his husky voice wavered with delight, “Thank you, Marilla. I love it. Oh,

his ears betrayed him, blushing furiously, “I saw it on my

foodie. How on earth had he managed to resist devouring the crepes until now?

the way home; he’d even

them especially for Marilla, just too bashful to

somber eyes sparked with

it, but despite being the heiress to a fortune, she had never

her health, she had been confined to her home by Frederic and Elspeth since childhood, chauffeured to school, rarely enjoying the carefree outings with friends that ordinary girls took for

had always scorned such plebeian treats, so while