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,

resting on her knee, her fingers danced to the melody from muscle

finger seemed to come alive

well when you were little,” Avery, watching Evadne’s fingers dance,

now,” Evadne

and clenched tightly, “I can never

the battlefield of Zenithia, she severely injured the ligaments in her left hand, dragging an injured Thaddeus back to the camp. Her little finger was completely numb, which was

sessions and buckets of sweat had

Evadne never

her deeply, they had once fought

saved was not just a

scars were not a shadow she couldn’t erase,

and her student

Evadne, would you join me backstage?”

is there something you

mother is a big fan of Ms. Christina, so I wanted to get her an autographed

proud. It

as I get a chance to meet her

and carrying

of the corridor were

wide corridor suddenly felt

atmosphere instantly

surprised. Her eyes met Thaddeus’s unexpectedly,

up his gla**es and said, “I apologize, Ms. Evadne. I had no idea he would be here when I invited you. I can drop the autograph

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

at her,

had

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and Evadne’s voice was too clear, he could

concert, he was holding back,

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

They were divorced.

was he always controlled by his emotions, his nerves,

dressing

A crisp voice broke

Thaddeus could react, a figure rushed forward, a green

you come especially to watch my performance? Were