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 furrowing

prétentious demeanor making his nausea

be considerate of Mr. Abernathy,

slattern, Evadne. You need to have confidence. You’re no worse than Evadne. You just lack a

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

Bevis and Dolores

“Thaddeus is your ex–husband?”

should’ve mentioned it earlier, but it’s not exactly

quite the

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 sort of

clear my

walking towards

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

smile, “Evadne, you’re becoming more and

struck up a 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

Ashbourne, please come

“Thank you.”

to step in, she heard

around in surprise, her pupils contracting at

strolling towards

clenched her teeth, her

all of a sudden? There was no

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

here!” Dolores‘ expression shifted in

arrogant exchange between Bevis and his daughter

was why he wasn’t willing to return home. The relationships within these wealthy families were too

about me being here? You’re here. Why can’t I be?” Evadne didn’t look at

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

better get

gaze towards Dolores intriguing, “From now on, I’ll be appearing in public more often. I expect we’ll be seeing each other quite

please show your invitation?” A staff

any

“Pfft!”

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

looked discomforted, “I’m sorry miss, but without an

Evadne.” Evadne said simply,

like a shockwave, leaving the two staff

things easier, Evadne might have said “My father

alone was enough to make an impact. She no longer needed to

business with Mr. Abernathy. It was

“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 need! Ms. Ashbourne, please come in!” The staff members were eager to please, their attitude completely different

Bright, my friend. May we enter

Please, come

Chasel were respectfully led into the banquet

left alone, her face red with anger, stomping her foot in

always been this way. No matter when, no matter where, no matter how

Jareth were heading towards the

doing at your place?” Thaddeus asked, his face emotionless

doing well. I’m planning to take her for a vacation

anticipation for future at the mention of Marilla,

Thaddeus stopped, asking in

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

taken my revenge for Marilla. If Glynnis ever tries to

something to Glynnis?” Thaddeus

“Why? Are you worried?”

“Just curious.”

didn’t do much, just disfigured her a

uncontrollably, remembering the abject sight

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