His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 487

In the wee hours of the morning, a sleek red sports car pulled off a stunning fishtail maneuver before coming to a halt in front of a nightclub.

Elsie gracefully unfolded her toned legs from the low car, stepping out into the night. She was dressed to kill in a form–fitting black mermaid gown that hugged her curves in all the right places. Her crystal–studded stilettos sparkled under the moonlight, their sharp heels like daggers poised above the hearts of men.

“Ms. Archer. He’s still inside. I’ve had my eyes glued,” one of her subordinates stepped out of the shadows.

With a gaze as cold as the moon, Elsie lifted her delicate left hand to skillfully twist her raven hair into an elegant updo, securing it casually with a silver hairpin adorned with a crimson ruby.

Her movements were fluid poetry, leaving her subordinate utterly entranced.

“Stay on the lookout and be ready for cleanup duty.”

Inside the nightclub, shadows and light danced together, creating an atmosphere of mysterious allure.

Elsie clenched her jaw, weaving through the crowd lost in revelry, her eyes fixed on her target seated at the edge of the bar – Elvis. With each step closer, her heartbeat intensified, the surrounding noise fading into oblivion as if she were stepping into a dream.

Elsie readjusted her sultry hair, preparing for the night’s climax. Undoubtedly, she would use her favorite hairpin to strike decisively. Moments later, Elsie was behind Elvis, her soft hand nearly on his shoulder when suddenly, her wrist throbbed with pain, and the world spun!

“Ah!”

The next second, Elsie’s back slammed against a table, the pain so intense she gasped for air.

His reflexes were not of this world – they belonged to a devil! Elvis’s rough right hand imprisoned her delicate wrist, his left brutally squeezing her neck, his grip tightening relentlessly.

Over these years, as a top–tire secret agent, while executing the mission overseas, he occasionally would undergo assassination organized by his enemy Years of having been in dire straits had honed his senses to the extreme; even the slightest rustle could not escape his vigilance!

Now, with Elsie pinned beneath him, the suffocating pressure turned her face crimson, tears welling in the corners of her eyes.

“Is it you?”

Elvis loosened his grip, startled by the recognition.

Elsie gasped for breath, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. Onlookers whispered among themselves, mistaking the scene for a domestic dispute, too wary to intervene.

“Dude looks sharp, but man, is he trashy, domestic violence in public?!”

“Better mind our own business; they seem like they’re into it. Let’s just bail.”

Elvis’s face darkened at the murmurs.

“You hurt me,” Elsie struggled to rise, her back pain rendering her unable to straighten up.

“My apologies, occupational hazard,” Elvis’s long arm hooked around her waist and hoisted her up in one swift motion.

Elsie instinctively wrapped her arms around his strong waist, her breath warm and enticing. However, Elvis simply glared coldly, “Ms. Archer, aside from my sister, there’s no other woman who gets to hold me like that. You’re quite bold, aren’t you?” “You’re very protective of your sister. How envious to have such a handsome brother.” Elsie’s lips curved into a practiced, mesmerizing smile, “She must be very beautiful, right?”

His eyes lingered on her exquisite face, his heart quivering. The resemblance to his sister was uncanny. If she dressed in the same clothes, styled her hair the same way, even he might mistake her for his sibling, let alone Thaddeus!

curving into a smirk as he tilted her chin upward, “In terms of beauty, you rival my sister.”

smile, Her voice trembling, “But there’s

“Of course, my sister is more beautiful.”

fond of his

narrowed his deep eyes,

his firm chest, her voice nonchalant, “Mister, you must believe that our previous

“Oh,

Elsie’s hand wound around his black tie, her body pressing against his, her eyes shimmering with

deepened, his penetrating eyes making her heart race, yet she managed to

eyes were like X–rays, lie detectors. But in that moment, he felt

huh?” Elvis let out

flushing with shy excitement, “Whatever you desire, I’m yours for the

scene shifted abruptly-

in disbelief, never expecting that Elvis’s idea of repayment

do you dare to play?” Elvis rested his chin on his hand, carefully placing the last block on top. Meanwhile, the bartender had delivered three bottles of the finest whiskey to

sudden game disrupting her

let’s say one shot for you, three for me,”

deep breath, steeling her nerves, “A promise made must

The game began.

among all the Ashbourne children, and

at the foreign agency headquarters, he would sit in a corner, playing with these childhood

her

ambitions, leaving her with nothing but a life she deemed worthless. She had immersed herself in

though seemingly radiant, was riddled with scars beneath the surface.

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again,” Elvis teased her, shaking

her glass to the brim. As she was about to lift her glass, Elvis leaned in, his large hand covering the rim, “If you can’t drink

A bet’s a bet, and I’m not one to back down.”

and with a flushed face, downed the

in a subtle smirk. This woman,

Elvis intentionally lost to her. Perhaps it was his foul mood, but Elvis, the one who was

won! I won

face flushed with the innocent joy of a young girl. Elvis watched

around in glee after finally beating him at a game,

never grew up, remaining forever in the carefree, thoughtless days, always protected by us. Unlike now, having experienced the cruelties of human nature and the bitterness of

it’s your

in the sorrowful depths of Elvis’s eyes, fleeting like a shooting star.

That’s

eyes, touching his glass to hers, “I wish you could always

glass, the liquid trailing down his

words before. Always, others demanded, controlled, commanded her. No one had ever said to her, ‘I hope you

went blank, and her hands instinctively reached for Elvis’s broad shoulders,

man’s breath hitched, his long lashes drooping. His hand cradled the back of her head, and as he caressed