Chapter 373

The cocktail party was set once again at the Abernathy Hotel. Following a series of business meetings, the tycoons and elites of Elmsworth flocked here to continue their social engagements.

Evadne, behind the wheel of her sleek black Bugatti, zoomed through the city with Chasel, her passenger, clutching the door in a death grip, staring fixedly ahead, not daring to utter a single word.

He feared if he did, he’d probably hurl out his dinner from last night!

Upon reaching the hotel finally, Evadne executed a swift, smooth drift that brought the car to a stop in the parking space.

“Out,” Evadne, unfastening her seatbelt.

Chasel remained motionless, pale as a ghost.

Evadne blinked her almond–shaped eyes, waving a hand in front of him, “Hey, what’s happening? You’re not moving.”

“I feel sick.” Chasel’s face turning a sickly shade of white.

Evadne yelped, promptly kicking him out, “If you’re going to puke, do it outside! Not in my car!”

The moment the car door opened, Chasel did exactly that.

For a man of his high birth and noble upbringing, it was the first time he’d ever thrown up in such an undignified manner.

Fortunately, Cassius wasn’t around, or else he would’ve wished he were dead.

After emptying his stomach, Chasel weakly clung onto the car door, panting heavily as he glared at Evadne, “Are all of you Ashbournes mad? Driving cars like they’re airplanes!”

“You’re a grown man and you get carsick?”

Evadne crossed her arms over her chest, shaking her head in disbelief, “My driving skills are on par with a race car driver, smooth as can be. If you can’t handle it, it’s clearly your problem.”

With that, she handed him a bottle of water, showing a bit of consideration.

Chasel rinsed his mouth, slowly regaining his composure.

“Hey, don’t forget what you promised me.”

“I remember.”

Evadne looked at him with a faint smile, “You cure Thaddeus, and I’ll introduce you to Dr. Eve. I keep my word.”

If only Chasel knew, the beautiful woman who had been ragging on him was his idol, Dr. Eve, he might have a few choice words to say about that, and possibly feel a bit short–changed.

Just then, a sleek black Bentley glided past them.

Evadne recognized the license plate; it was vaguely familiar.

The Bentley came to a stop not too far off, the driver stepping out to open the door.

Out of the car stepped two people Evadne knew all too well–Het Uncle Bevis Ashbourne and her scheming cousin, Dolores Ashbourne.

“Dad, how do I look tonight?” Dolores asked Bevis eagerly.

She was wearing a one–shoulder pink evening gown, holding a silver clutch adorned with diamonds. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, making her look like a wealthy heiress.

But Evadne could tell, the dress Dolores was wearing was a knockoff.

Because that brand would never lend an original dress to someone like Dolores, who had neither the social standing nor the commercial value. That would be like damaging their own reputation.

“Looking fabulous! You’re as beautiful as a flower! You’ll definitely be the center of attention tonight!” Bevis showered his daughter with praise.

Dolores, who hadn’t even entered the event, was already glowing with excitement.

“Being the center of attention isn’t important. What’s important is if Mr. Abernathy likes.”

loud and clear, her

prétentious demeanor making his

yourself, be considerate of Mr.

You’re no worse than Evadne. You

their self–serving speeches,

stared in amazement as Bevis and Dolores left the

“Thaddeus is your ex–husband?”

it earlier, but it’s not exactly a secret.” Evadne

quite

way to

want to clear

expressionless, started walking towards

carried herself with the strength

but crack a smile, “Evadne,

struck up a conversation with some of his acquaintances on the way, leaving Dolores to make her way

arrogance, handing over her

Ashbourne, please

“Thank you.”

stroke her long hair and was about to step in, she heard the confident click of high

surprise, her pupils contracting at

and Chasel were strolling towards the banquet

teeth,

here all of a sudden? There

man who looked like an international supermodel

you here!” Dolores‘ expression shifted in an instant, as she greeted

not witnessed the arrogant exchange between Bevis and his daughter in the parking lot earlier, he might have believed they had a

why he wasn’t willing to return home. The

so strange about me being here? You’re here. Why can’t I be?” Evadne didn’t look at her, her red lips curling into a smirk, her

you’ve always been so low–key, sis. You never attend

well you better get used

intriguing, “From now on, I’ll be appearing in public more often. I expect we’ll be seeing each other quite a bit.” Dolores forced an awkward smile. Inside, she

show your invitation?” A

any invitation.”

“Pfft!”

sis, have you been out of the loop for so long that you forgot you need an invitation

discomforted, “I’m sorry miss, but without an invitation, you can’t

Evadne.” Evadne said simply, her eyes

a shockwave, leaving the two

past, to make things easier, Evadne might have said

stir in Elmsworth, her name alone was enough to make an impact. She no longer needed to drop her father’s

Mr. Abernathy. It was an oversight

I understand that I can’t go in. Could you please let him know I’m here?” “No need! Ms. Ashbourne, please come in!” The staff members were eager to please, their attitude completely

you. This is Mr. Bright, my friend. May we enter together?” Evadne asked with a

course! Please,

were respectfully led into

face red with anger, stomping

this way. No matter when, no matter where, no matter how hard she

were heading

his face emotionless but his

doing well. I’m planning to take her for a vacation after I

future at the mention of Marilla, “I’ve found a psychologist who can help

trauma? What trauma?” Thaddeus stopped,

endured some psychological trauma in the past. I suspect it has something to do with that awful Glynnis. -After all, Marilla was always bullied by that

light flashing in them, “But it doesn’t matter anymore. I’ve taken my revenge for Marilla. If Glynnis ever tries to hurt my woman again, I’ll pluck

do something to Glynnis?” Thaddeus asked, his voice

“Why? Are you worried?”

“Just curious.”

didn’t do much, just

abject sight of Glynnis crying

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