His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 164

The gig kicked off.

Christina, the lady pianist, elegantly clad in a deep blue velvet dress, slowly strolled onto the stage. She sat in front of a pitch–black piano, all set to serenade the audience with her claim–to–fame tune, Whispers of Etemity.

The crowd was completely captivated by the enchanting melody, leaving the venue in utter silence.

Even though the piano music was quite a treat, Evadne’s gaze was fixed on Christina’s deep blue dress.

This one–of–a–kind custom–made piece was designed by the internationally acclaimed designer Haron, who was none other than Evadne herself.

Only the celebrities of international fame and stardom were worthy of Haron’s creations.

Thaddeus struggled to focus on the performance, his hands clenched and slightly shaking.

His anger was simmering as he stared at Evadne’s beautiful face.

Occasionally, Avery would have a quiet word with Evadne. She’d nod slightly, her eyes twinkling with amusement, seemingly interested in what he had to say.

Thaddeus was growing paler, his clenched hands revealing popping veins, his gaze fixed on her.

Did she and that guy really have so much to chat about?

They had been married for three years, living together every day. How come she had never had so much to talk to him about?

“Man, why’s it suddenly so chilly?” Jareth complained, shrinking his neck.

After a few more tunes, Christina brought her star pupil, Edith, onto the stage.

Edith, a beautiful young girl with chestnut curls that cascaded down to her waist, was dressed in a gorgeous green chiffon dress adorned with flowers, enhancing her stunning beauty even more.

“Edith, look here! It’s your big brother!” Jareth, spotting his sister on stage, waved excitedly.

Thaddeus was expressionless, wishing he could boot him off the stage.

But Edith on stage didn’t notice her brother’s support. She bowed confidently to the audience.

Then, she sat at the piano and began playing Mozart’s Turkish March.

watching Edith on stage,

resting on her knee, her fingers danced to the

seemed to

watching Evadne’s fingers dance,

now,” Evadne

retracted and clenched tightly, “I can never play like

hand, dragging an injured Thaddeus back to the camp. Her little finger

the other four fingers, countless rehab sessions and

never regretted

they had once fought side by

she had saved was not just

scars were not a shadow she couldn’t erase, but her

concert, Christina and her student Edith

you join me backstage?” Avery asked

is there something you

matter. My mother is a big fan of Ms. Christina, so I wanted to get

proud. It might be

okay. As long as I get a chance to meet her and present my sincere request, she

carrying a

coming down the other end of the corridor were Evadne and

wide corridor suddenly felt

atmosphere instantly tensed

surprised. Her eyes met Thaddeus’s unexpectedly, causing her

said, “I apologize, Ms. Evadne. I had no idea he would be here when I invited you.

it off with a laugh, “There’s no law in our country that says we

looked at her,

face had turned stone

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Evadne’s voice was too clear,

the concert, he was holding back,

wanted to confront her about how far she and Avery had gone. But why should it matter to him?

They were divorced.

he always controlled by his emotions, his nerves, and his thoughts, uncontrollably wanting

the dressing room

voice broke the tense

could react, a figure rushed forward,

did you come especially