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.”

loud and clear,

Dolores, her prétentious demeanor

considerate of Mr. Abernathy, and he’ll eventually fall for

opportunity to throw a jab at 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. Abernathy really lack luck. Otherwise, why would

listened silently to their self–serving speeches, her cool

in amazement as Bevis and Dolores left the

“Thaddeus is your ex–husband?”

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

you’re quite the

to cure your ex–husband’s illness? Is this a case of old flames dying hard, or does he have some sort of leverage on

to clear my

started walking

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

a smile,

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

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

please come

“Thank you.”

was about to step in, she heard the confident

surprise, her pupils contracting at

and Chasel were strolling towards the banquet hall side by

her teeth, her eyes

here all of a sudden?

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

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

his daughter in the parking lot earlier, he might

The

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

sis. You never attend these kinds of public

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 an awkward smile.

show your invitation?” A staff

don’t have any invitation.” Evadne admitted

“Pfft!”

couldn’t help 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

sorry miss, but without an invitation,

Evadne said

was like a shockwave, leaving the two

Evadne

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

I had some last–minute business with Mr. Abernathy. It was an oversight on

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

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

course! Please,

and Chasel were respectfully led into the

alone, her face red with

how hard she tried, as soon as

were heading towards the

Thaddeus asked, his face emotionless but his

take her for a vacation after

Marilla, “I’ve found a psychologist who can

What trauma?” Thaddeus stopped, asking in

some psychological trauma in the past. I suspect it has something to

for Marilla. If Glynnis ever tries to hurt my woman again, I’ll pluck all her teeth,

something to Glynnis?”

“Why? Are you worried?”

“Just curious.”

do much, just

sight of Glynnis crying out