His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 446

The match time was up; the air thrummed with anticipation and the roar of eager crowds as the jockeys, astride their magnificent steeds, made a glittering entrance into the arena.

Amidst a shower of roses and the thunder of applause, the jockeys stood tall and proud, warriors each and every one.

The announcer’s voice boomed with excitement as he introduced each competitor and their gallant horses. All eyes were on the track, home fans cheering for their favorites. But there were a few who, in silence, awaited the arrival of a particular beauty.

“And now, ladies and gentlemen.”

The announcer’s voice hitched as he scanned his notes, causing a hush to sweep over the crowd.

“Please welcome the daughter of Chairman Emeric Ashbourne, the daughter of the Ashbourne family, Ms. Evadne Ashbourne!”

The crowd erupted in astonishment. Good heavens, the Ashbourne family’s daughter competing in the flesh? Could she truly be such an equestrian force?

Jewelry designer Alea, hotel magnate, fashion designer Haron, illustrious doctor Dr. Eve and now, a jockey too. What other surprises did she harbor, unknown to the world?

Yet, some onlookers couldn’t help their envious comments.

“Can’t that big–shot corporation afford a professional jockey? Why send the family gem to rough it up? Talk about cheap thrills.”

“Seriously, the racetrack is so dusty and grimy. If it were me, I would never agree to step in there.”

“And horses, they’re beasts after all. What if one goes berserk and she gets thrown or trampled? Seems the Ashbourne lady will stop at nothing for a bit of the limelight.”

Evadne, clad in a striking black and white riding ensemble, gracefully led her horse Wind into the arena.

The spectators were spellbound, even the naysayers fell silent for she was a vision of beauty.

Bland riding attire was often demanding of one’s figure; not any woman could embody its uniqueness, yet all those concerns and defects seemed dissolved in front of her impeccable body.

Her clear eyes and bright smile, her statuesque form, all radiated a fierce, sun–like brilliance.

Seeing his woman entering the arena, Thaddeus couldn’t help but rush to the forefront, gripping the railing with white–knuckled intensity, his eyes fixed on the breathtaking Evadne.

“Evadne,” he whispered her name, his voice thick with an emotion that almost brought him to tears.

Edith observed his longing gaze, scoffed, and drowned her irritation in a hefty swig of bourbon.

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miss this time

scowl crease his forehead. Not wanting to cause a scene, he redirected his frustration

I know? She’s your wife.

show. She used to cling to him

“Dennis.”

Mr. Abernathy,” Dennis

you do, tell her to

nodded and

rendezvous with Victor at the track, exchanging some illicit potion, which drenched herself in cold sweat for dread. Cursing her loose lips, she quickly texted

to find you.

help but play the role of the spirited cheerleader amidst the male jockeys, “Woohoo! Go Evadne, you look smashing! Charge ahead!”

eyes, as clear as stars, sparkled with excitement and her fists

family looked on with disapproval. What could they do about this whirlwind of a man? They pretended not to

the ‘woohoo‘, acting like a baboon?” Thaddeus roasted in a jealous tone as he shot him a cold glance, “Just

how to speak?”

were racing, I’d leap from here and sprint alongside her, cheering her on without a

at his words, unconvinced. Aren’t you already

man.” Jareth clapped him on the back, “I know exactly what you’re thinking. You’re more anxious and worried for Evadne than anyone here. You should shout it out like I do! How else will she

won’t show it?” A tremor passed through Thaddeus’s long lashes, his voice a husky whisper, “Oh, ill show it

Jareth smirked knowingly, “Spicy taste, I get it!”

stoic type, seemingly above worldly desires. Now, with love igniting his passions, he was a whole new

man.

unromantic; it’s just

track, poised for the race. Their eyes shone with nervous anticipation. Only William

gate five. His gaze wandered greedily over her, lingering on her shapely legs hugged by tight

such a wild, unrestrained side to the sheltered Ms. Ashbourne. She was exactly his type. Once the race was over, he resolved

son intently, noting how Ford’s gaze seemed fixated on Evadne. She couldn’t help but feel a drum of anxiety in her chest and whispered to Cassius, “That man from the Morris family…he seems quite taken with Evadne,

it, “You noticed too?” He had seen it before – the old

and his son are one of the top financial powerhouses in their country. Emeric mentioned them before, saying that if we wanted to expand our business here, we’d have to deal with their family eventually. What if that Junior

Morris is nearly forty, a whole ten years older than Evadne – it’s not a suitable match. Besides, they’re

Abernathy. He might change his mind, who knows?” Myra’s heart

uneasy.

never trade his daughter’s happiness for personal gain,” Cassius asserted, though his face betrayed his

to record the event and asking the officials to take more pictures

seemingly delicate figure was

“This pampered little miss – just don’t cry when you lose.”

the signal, every