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.

Group, play them against each other, and shatter the bond between Jareth

empathetic pain was like a dull knife carving into Thaddeus‘ flesh. Evadne caught her breath, and then cast another doubt

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? There’s no need. And Avery’s cautious in his dealings. If he used the same ploy twice, wouldn’t it be easy for people to link it back to him? Would he be that foolish, leaving

isn’t without

Jareth, Avery has the motive. But Evadne is right about one thing: there’s no need to plant someone who looks like Hubery. Once that man shows his face, it could complicate matters, as it has now.”

determined face, “Aaron, are you suggesting the person behind Jareth’s trouble might not be that young son from

and Thaddeus were taken

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

Marilla, you’re smart.”

his heart felt bittersweet, “It’s related

because it

him,” Mr. and Mrs. Abernathy almost

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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 them be

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

Aaron didn’t stick around

escorted him to the door, but to

“Aaron, wait!”

“You’ll catch a cold dressed like that;

cold; it’s

teddy bear pastries you brought me last time, I’ve eaten them

deal. Glad you liked them,” Aaron’s smile

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

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

really looks like you, Aaron!” Evadne leaned in

nodded, “It does.”

too crude. I could have done better,” Marilla

all; it’s great, really

fought to stay composed, but his husky voice wavered with delight,

them to Marilla with an attempt at nonchalance, yet his ears betrayed him, blushing furiously, “I saw it on my way

foodie. How on earth had he managed to resist

in no time on the way home; he’d even chew on the box if

especially for Marilla, just

somber eyes

it, but despite being the heiress to

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 granted.

Frederic had always scorned such plebeian treats, so while Marilla