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.”

keyboard, green code cascading down the screen like

was accustomed to his partner’s skills, yet he couldn’t help but admire her, feeling both awe and a

“Okay, all set.”

“Let’s just wait for the

gently massaged her hand, ready to support

atmosphere was tense, filled with

giving

delegates sat at the forefront, while

in the political arena, it was a man’s world. She was just Edgar’s wife,

accept this quietly. It was she who had pushed her husband to his current heights. Without the Chambers family’s

with haughty pride, imagining the day she’d sit

spread

You’d think she had eyes on her forehead!”

she acts as if Edgar’s victory is certain. A bit overconfident, isn’t

money from her family to support Mr. Gardner like a rat pilfering grain. The Chambers family is fed up with her, yet she’s

all over him. If they get power, Elmsworth’s folks will

just sour grapes,

Mr. Bartley concluded his speech, the

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

bathed in the spotlight and a wave of applause, strode

with pride. She wanted the world to know

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all smiles, approached the microphone. “I am thrilled to

towards the big screen, and in a heartbeat, his composure

as if a thunderstorm

of the planned project presentation, a handwritten ledger

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

swayed, his

face drained of color, her world spun in a whirlwind of

below surged into a tide of whispers.

this? Doesn’t look like the project

is that a ledger? Like

right there! Isn’t that

Now it cycled through a series of secretly taken photographs: Edgar entering exclusive clubs, accepting lavish jewelry, and, more damning still, flanked by two bombshells, heading

crowd erupted. The media went

This is some serious

evidence and released it now,

be Mr. Bartley? They’re political rivals in the upcoming

have this kind of reach? Whoever’s pulling the strings must

from the media’s cameras captured Edgar’s every tremble and shiver on stage. Reporters, unsatisfied with mere snapshots, rushed the

Gardner! Is everything on that

you take bribes? Engage in backdoor dealings?”

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