Chapter 498

Evadne had always longed to hear those sweet nothings, which once seemed as elusive as dreams.

But now, Thaddeus was like a clingy talk show host, chattering away night and day into her ear until she almost grew tired of it.

Yet, each time he drew near, touched her, kissed her, her mind lit up like Fourth of July fireworks, and she found herself helplessly enraptured, letting him tease and seduce her.

Love, after all, wasn’t about what she said.

It was about her reactions: whether her cheeks flushed, her heart raced, or her body betrayed her will.

Breath slightly disheveled from his kisses, Evadne playfully wound her fingers around his tie, “Thaddeus, you used to be so serious. Now, you’re like some… some…”

She hesitated, deciding the comparison she had in mind was too crass to voice. Even if it was true, some modesty should be preserved.

Thaddeus, breathing heavily, desperation and desire pooling in his eyes, stroked her neck, their foreheads touching.

“Evadne, I’m your hound,” he confessed.

Her heart skipped, cheeks flushed like a rosy dawn, her fingertip poking his firm chest, “Stop it, you. Insulting yourself is like insulting me.”

He swallowed hard, biting her tender, blushing lip, “Today, luckily, we’ve got an SUV. It’s spacious enough for us to play.”

“I came for revenge, not to mess around in a car!”

Evadne’s cheeks burned, and she flicked his forehead, quickly changing the subject. “Speaking of which, where’s the Fairhaven clan today? Jareth is practically a CEO. Wouldn’t he want to horn in on this occasion? Can’t stand to let the Chambers family steal the spotlight?”

“The Fairhavens are still cleaning up the mess Edith left behind. They’ve been under scrutiny, and they’re afraid showing up now might stir controversy.”

“Smart of them,” she scoffed.

Thaddeus leaned in, his nose tickling her cheek, “Jareth also said he hates these kind of do’s. Would rather be home cuddling with his sweet wife.”

“You’ve been cuddling me for days, leaving me all sticky and uncomfortable every morning,” Evadne complained as she wriggled out from his lap, “We’re sleeping in separate beds tonight!”

He watched her move away, lamenting, “Don’t be so cruel, Evadne.”

Then a knock at the door.

Evadne lowered the window to see Gordon’s face.

“Mr. Thaddeus, Mrs. Abernathy, everything’s set inside.”

“Thanks, Mr. Gordon,” she replied with a nod, but added a stern reminder, “Be vigilant. Today’s event is crucial. The Abernathy family isn’t here. If you’re spotted by the Chambers family, they’ll suspect something. It could hinder our plans.”

“Don’t worry, Evadne.”

Thaddeus wrapped an arm around her waist, “I have my people inside, too.”

laptop, fingers dancing across the keyboard, green

skills, yet he couldn’t help but

“Okay, all set.”

“Let’s just wait for the show to start.”

her hand, ready to support

the atmosphere was tense, filled with Elmsworth’s top officials and

was giving a

and business delegates sat at the forefront, while spouses like

lone heiress of the Chambers family, had clout. But in the political arena, it was a man’s

current heights. Without the Chambers family’s influence, her father’s support, her careful curating, Edgar would never have

imagining the day

whispers spread like

acting high and mighty. You’d think she had eyes on her forehead!”

if Edgar’s victory is certain. A

Mr. Gardner like a rat pilfering grain. The

all over him. If

They were just sour grapes, envious of her noble birth,

Mr. Bartley concluded his speech, the hall

a commanding presence, his voice booming through the hall. “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Congressman Edgar Gardner, who will unfold Elmsworth’s three–year

bathed in the spotlight and a wave of applause, strode confidently onto the stage.

She wanted the world to know that the man of the hour

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approached the microphone. “I am thrilled to share

big screen, and in a heartbeat,

expression darkened as if a thunderstorm had suddenly gathered above his head.

project presentation, a handwritten ledger

clarity, the years of bribes he had accepted – dates, locations,

swayed, his

drained of color, her world spun in a whirlwind of shock and horror.

into a tide of whispers.

this? Doesn’t look like the project

a ledger?

there! Isn’t that

clubs, accepting lavish jewelry, and, more damning still, flanked by two

erupted. The media

behind this? This is some

this evidence and released it now, they’re

rivals in the upcoming election,

but do the Bartleys even have this kind of reach? Whoever’s

media’s cameras captured Edgar’s every tremble and shiver on stage. Reporters, unsatisfied with

Is everything on that screen

take bribes? Engage in

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