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.”

and clear, her eyebrows furrowing

her prétentious

just be yourself, be considerate of Mr. Abernathy, and he’ll eventually fall

You need to have confidence. You’re no worse than Evadne. You just lack a bit of chance with Mr. Abernathy. But

listened silently to their self–serving speeches,

in amazement as Bevis and

“Thaddeus is your ex–husband?”

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

quite the exemplary

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 this a case of old flames dying hard, or does he have some

clear my conscience.

walking towards

figure, strong yet icy. For a woman in her early twenties, she carried herself with the strength of a

smile, “Evadne,

some of his acquaintances on the way,

entrance with an air of arrogance, handing over her invitation to

please come

“Thank you.”

about to step in, she heard the confident click of

around in surprise, her pupils contracting at

strolling towards the banquet hall side

her teeth, her eyes

this witch here all of a sudden? There was no hint of her

tall, handsome man who looked like an international supermodel beside her? Was he

Dolores‘ expression shifted in an instant, as she

arrogant exchange between Bevis and his daughter in the parking lot earlier,

wasn’t willing to return home. The relationships within these wealthy families

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

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

well you better get used

eyes narrowed slightly, her 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

you please show your invitation?” A staff

have any invitation.” Evadne

“Pfft!”

of the

discomforted, “I’m sorry miss, but without

Evadne said simply,

shockwave, leaving the two staff

the past, to make things easier, Evadne

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

last–minute business with Mr. Abernathy. It

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 different from how they treated

friend. May we enter together?” Evadne asked with a

Please, come

Chasel were respectfully

red with

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

Thaddeus and Jareth were heading towards

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

planning to take her for a vacation after I finish up some

anticipation for future at the mention of Marilla, “I’ve found a psychologist who

trauma? What trauma?” Thaddeus

about it. She thinks Marilla must have 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 witch sister in your

narrowed, a cold 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

you do something to Glynnis?”

“Why? Are you worried?”

“Just curious.”

do much, just

remembering the abject sight of Glynnis crying out in the