His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 206

Outside, the music was so deafening it could trigger a heart attack.

Inside the room, it was eerily silent.

In the dim light, Jareth was dressed in a sleek black suit, his silk shirt unbuttoned revealing a silver necklace that moved with his steady breathing. His long legs were casually crossed under his trousers, a glass of red wine in his hand.

A drop of red wine trickled down the corner of his mouth. He lazily wiped it away. His demeanor relaxed but his gaze cold and unwelcoming.

In the room, a line of Jareth’s men stood in the shadows

Jareth finished his wine and snapped his fingers.

The crowd of bodyguards dispersed, revealing a man tied up and beaten to a pulp on the floor.

“Mr. Jareth. I was wrong. The man’s speech was slurred, his teeth shattered, his words accompanied by drool and blood.

“Your blood’s staining my carpet

Jareth looked at the man with visible disgust, “Do you have any idea how expensive this carpet is? Even if I sold all your organs, you wouldn’t be able to compensate for it.”

“Mr. Jareth?”

The man crawled towards Jareth, only to be kicked away.

“Mr. Jareth, I’ve been loyal to you for years. I just made a mistake. It was Gary who threatened me! But he didn’t ask me to do anything just to report on your movements”

Gary was Jareth’s uncle

When Jareth was seven, his father died in a plane crash, leaving them in a difficult situation. Fortunately, his father had transferred all his shares and assets to them beforehand, preventing others from taking advantage of their vulnerability.

Now, the Fairhaven Group was under Barry’s control. Even though Jareth was the eldest grandson of the Fairhaven family, the position that should have been his father’s was taken by his uncle.

Over time, it became clear that his uncle, who had cried the most at his father’s funeral, was deceitful and cunning. He pretended to take care of them, but was actually plotting against Jareth all along.

was something his frail mother, Mrs. Jareth, and naive sister, Edith, didn’t know.

Jareth bore all the pressure, never confiding even in

I’ll show you

of his wine glass and it shattered on the floor,

the plush carpeted floor, begging for mercy.

you went wrong was not sticking to your betrayal. You should’ve stuck to your lie. Then maybe,

booth, a ludicrous scene was

Nights Club to a large

was like a deer lost in the woods, panicked

heartily, finding the whole spectacle incredibly

middle school!” Edith laughed, pointing

searching for her stuffed bear, getting pushed and pulled by drunken

of it. They found it more entertaining

still laughing, turned to one of her friends, “Glynnis, where did you hide her teddy bear?”

ear,

She’ll never find it!

for her bear, rummaging under tables and chairs, enduring countless kicks and bruises in

the club lights

from the ceiling, covering the dance

cheered, moving to the rhythm of the music, lost in

teddy, where’s my

toy, oblivious

sweat and tear-streaked face collided with a warm

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so strong that it made her see stars, her nose ached and tingled, and the tears brimming in her eyes

flee, but the

I really

“Marilla?”

covered her little

Jareth’s eyes, slightly

dreaming, am I? It’s

his embrace. His left arm cinched her