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 eyebrows

looked at Dolores, her prétentious demeanor making his nausea

be yourself, be considerate of Mr.

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

silently to their self–serving speeches, her cool face betraying no

stared in amazement as Bevis and Dolores left

“Thaddeus is your ex–husband?”

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

you’re quite

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 sort of leverage

clear my conscience.

expressionless, started walking towards the

woman in her early twenties, she carried herself with the strength of a blade that could cut through a storm, her aura commanding and

couldn’t help but crack a smile, “Evadne, you’re becoming more and

conversation with some of his acquaintances on the way, leaving Dolores to

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

Ashbourne, please

“Thank you.”

long hair and was about to step in, she heard the

surprise, her pupils contracting

were strolling towards the banquet hall side

her teeth, her eyes

sudden? There was no hint

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

expression shifted in an instant, as she greeted Evadne with

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

why he wasn’t willing to return home. The

I be?” Evadne didn’t

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

you better get used

be appearing in public more often. I expect we’ll be seeing each other quite a

invitation?” A staff

don’t have any invitation.” Evadne admitted

“Pfft!”

dignity, “Oh sis, have you been out of the loop for so long that you forgot you

miss, but without an invitation, you can’t

Evadne said

a shockwave, leaving the two staff

the past, to make things easier, Evadne might have said “My father

since she had caused quite a stir in Elmsworth, her name alone was enough to make an impact. She no longer needed to drop her father’s name.

with Mr. Abernathy. It

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

you. This is Mr. Bright, my friend. May we

Please, come

Chasel were respectfully

alone, her face red with anger, stomping her

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

Jareth were heading towards

asked, his face emotionless but his heart worried for his

I’m planning to take her for a vacation after I

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

trauma?” Thaddeus stopped, asking

me 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

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

something to Glynnis?” Thaddeus asked, his voice

“Why? Are you worried?”

“Just curious.”

much, just

sight of Glynnis crying out in