His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

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.”

Dolores‘ words loud and clear, her

at Dolores, her prétentious demeanor making

Mr. Abernathy,

Evadne, snorting, “My daughter, in any circumstance, 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. It can be created. Evadne and Mr.

self–serving speeches, her cool face betraying

Bevis and Dolores

“Thaddeus is your ex–husband?”

should’ve mentioned it earlier, but it’s not exactly a secret.” Evadne responded, her expression

quite the exemplary

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.

walking

carried herself with the strength of a blade that could

smile, “Evadne, you’re becoming more

on the way, leaving Dolores

an air of arrogance, handing over her invitation to the staff at the

please come

“Thank you.”

step in, she heard the confident

turned around in surprise, her pupils

were strolling towards the banquet hall side

clenched her teeth, her eyes

all of a sudden? There was no hint of

man who looked like an international supermodel beside

expression shifted in

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

was why he wasn’t willing to return home. The relationships within these

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

well you better get used

gaze towards Dolores 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 was seething

please show your invitation?” A staff member politely asked

don’t have any invitation.” Evadne

“Pfft!”

the opportunity to regain some dignity, “Oh sis, have you been out of the loop for so long that you forgot you need an

member looked discomforted, “I’m sorry miss,

Evadne.” Evadne said simply,

shockwave, leaving the two staff

easier, Evadne might have said

quite a stir in Elmsworth, her name alone was enough to make an

last–minute business with Mr. Abernathy. It was an oversight on my

know I’m here?” “No need! Ms. Ashbourne, please come in!” The staff members were eager to please, their attitude completely different

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

Please,

respectfully

face red with anger, stomping her foot

matter where, no matter how hard she tried, as soon

and Jareth were heading towards

doing at your place?” Thaddeus asked, his face emotionless but his

I’m planning to take her for a vacation

eyes dripped with warmth and anticipation for future at the mention of Marilla, “I’ve found a psychologist who can help Marilla overcome her autism

trauma? What trauma?” Thaddeus stopped, asking in

to do with that awful Glynnis.

“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 all her teeth, pull out all

Glynnis?” Thaddeus asked,

“Why? Are you worried?”

“Just curious.”

much, just disfigured

uncontrollably, remembering the abject sight of Glynnis