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

her prétentious

considerate of Mr.

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

speeches, her cool face betraying no

amazement as Bevis and Dolores

“Thaddeus is your ex–husband?”

mentioned it earlier, but it’s not exactly

you’re quite the exemplary

your way to cure your ex–husband’s illness? Is this a case of old

to clear my conscience.

started walking towards

strong yet icy. For a woman in her early twenties, she carried herself with the strength of a blade that could cut through a

help but crack a smile, “Evadne, you’re becoming

his acquaintances on the way, leaving Dolores to make her way to the banquet

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

please come

“Thank you.”

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

around in surprise, her pupils

strolling towards the banquet

teeth,

all of a sudden? There was no hint of

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

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

exchange between Bevis and his daughter in

The relationships within these wealthy families were too complicated, too

here? You’re here. Why can’t I be?” Evadne didn’t look at her, her red lips curling

so low–key, sis. You never attend

well you better get used to

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

invitation?” A staff member politely

any

“Pfft!”

but cover her mouth and laugh, delighted at the opportunity to regain some dignity, “Oh sis, have you been out of the loop for so long that you forgot you need an invitation to get in? You’re causing trouble for these poor

staff member looked discomforted, “I’m sorry miss,

Evadne.” Evadne said simply,

was like a shockwave, leaving the two

the past, to make things easier, Evadne might have said

to make an impact. She no longer needed to drop her father’s name. “Ah, Ms. Ashbourne! My

with Mr. Abernathy.

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!

This is Mr. Bright, my friend. May we

course! Please, come

and Chasel were respectfully

left alone, her face red with

been this way. No matter when, no matter where, no matter how hard she tried, as soon as Evadne showed up, all of

and Jareth were heading towards

your place?” Thaddeus asked, his face emotionless but his heart worried

her for a vacation after I finish

mention of Marilla, “I’ve found a psychologist who can help Marilla overcome her autism and

What trauma?” Thaddeus stopped, asking

it has something to do with that awful Glynnis. -After all, Marilla was always bullied by that witch sister in

it doesn’t matter anymore. I’ve taken my revenge for Marilla. If Glynnis ever tries to

you do something to Glynnis?” Thaddeus asked, his

“Why? Are you worried?”

“Just curious.”

just disfigured

grinned uncontrollably, remembering the abject sight of Glynnis crying out in the