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, her eyebrows

at Dolores, her prétentious demeanor making

Mr.

Evadne. You just lack a bit of chance with Mr. Abernathy. But

listened silently to their self–serving speeches, her cool face betraying

stared in amazement as Bevis

“Thaddeus is your ex–husband?”

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

quite the

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 this a case of old

to clear my

walking

early twenties, she carried herself with the strength of

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

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

air of arrogance,

please come

“Thank you.”

Dolores stroke her long hair and was about to step in, she heard the confident

around in surprise, her

were strolling towards the banquet hall

her teeth, her

all of a sudden? There was

man who looked like an international supermodel beside

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

Bevis and his daughter in the parking lot earlier, he might have

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

be?” Evadne didn’t look at her, her red lips curling into a smirk, her

so low–key, sis. You never attend these kinds of public

better get used to

often. I expect we’ll be seeing each other

could you please show your invitation?” A staff

don’t have 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

miss, but without an invitation,

Evadne.” Evadne said

like a shockwave, leaving

make things easier, Evadne might have said “My father

quite a stir in Elmsworth, her name alone was enough to make an impact. She no longer needed to

some last–minute business with Mr.

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

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

course! Please, come

Chasel were respectfully led into the banquet

red with anger, stomping her foot

matter where, no matter how hard she tried, as soon as Evadne showed up, all of

were heading towards the

place?” Thaddeus asked, his face emotionless

take her for a vacation after I finish up

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

What trauma?” Thaddeus stopped, asking in

the past. I suspect it has something to do with that awful Glynnis. -After all,

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 all her teeth, pull out all her hair and

something to Glynnis?”

“Why? Are you worried?”

“Just curious.”

do much, just

abject sight of Glynnis crying out in

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