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.”

and clear,

prétentious demeanor making his

Mr. Abernathy, and he’ll eventually

is better than that slattern, Evadne. You need to have confidence. You’re no worse than Evadne. You just lack a bit of chance with Mr. Abernathy. But that’s not important.

to their self–serving speeches, her cool face betraying

Bevis and Dolores left the

“Thaddeus is your ex–husband?”

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

quite

help but tease her, “Most people who divorce can’t wait to strangle each other, but you’re going out of your way to cure your ex–husband’s illness? Is

want to clear my conscience. Let’s

expressionless, started walking towards

her early twenties, she carried herself with the strength of a blade that

couldn’t help but crack a smile, “Evadne,

on the way, leaving Dolores to make her way to

up to the entrance with an air of arrogance, handing over her

please

“Thank you.”

step in, she heard

in surprise, her pupils contracting at the

strolling towards the banquet hall

teeth, her eyes

all of a sudden?

who looked like an international supermodel beside her? Was he her toy boy, or

expression shifted in

arrogant exchange between Bevis and his daughter in the parking lot earlier, he might have believed they had a good

return home. The relationships within these wealthy families were too complicated, too

strange about me being here? You’re here. Why can’t I be?” Evadne

been so low–key, sis. You

you better get used

I expect we’ll be seeing each other quite a bit.” Dolores

show your invitation?” A staff member politely

have any

“Pfft!”

you been out of the loop for so long that you forgot

discomforted, “I’m sorry miss, but

Evadne said simply, her eyes

was like a shockwave, leaving the two staff

Evadne might have said “My father

was enough to make an impact. She no longer needed to drop her

alright. I had some last–minute business with Mr. Abernathy. It was an oversight on my

surprisingly humble, offering a smile, “Since I don’t have an invitation, 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,

Bright, my friend. May we enter together?” Evadne

Please,

were respectfully led

red with anger, stomping

No matter when, no matter where, no matter how hard she tried, as

Thaddeus and Jareth were heading towards

asked, his face emotionless but his heart

her for a vacation

dripped with warmth and anticipation for future at the mention of Marilla, “I’ve found a psychologist

Thaddeus stopped,

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

anymore. I’ve taken my revenge for Marilla. If Glynnis ever tries to hurt my woman again, I’ll pluck all her teeth, pull

Glynnis?” Thaddeus asked, his

“Why? Are you worried?”

“Just curious.”

much, just disfigured

sight of Glynnis

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