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.

stage,

her knee, her fingers danced to the melody from

little finger seemed

quite well when you were little,” Avery, watching Evadne’s fingers dance, said in a

impossible now,”

retracted and clenched tightly, “I can never play like

battlefield of Zenithia, she severely injured the ligaments in her left hand, dragging an injured Thaddeus back

the other four fingers, countless rehab sessions and buckets

Evadne never regretted

deeply, they had once fought side by side

saved was not

she couldn’t erase, but

her

you join me backstage?”

is there something you

small personal matter. My mother is a big fan of Ms. Christina, so I wanted

quite proud. It might be

a chance to meet her

carrying a large bouquet as he led

the other end of the

wide corridor suddenly

instantly

was somewhat surprised. Her eyes met Thaddeus’s

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

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

looked at her, deeply

face had turned

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far from each other, and Evadne’s voice was too clear, he could hear

concert, he was holding back, his heart

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

They were divorced.

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

dressing

voice broke

react, a figure rushed forward, a green

face rubbing against his chest, “Thaddeus, did you come