His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 508

Aaron glanced at Lily.

Lily shot him a look back, her expression souring. “Did you invite Chairman Ashbourne here?” She asked with accusation in her voice.

He stared, feigning innocence and setting a boundary. “Geez, that is an insult! Sure, I’m Emeric’s son, but I’m no traitor. My loyalty’s always been to Evadne!”

Lily couldn’t help but smile at his cheeky retort, whispering, “What do we do then? Should we open the door?”

Hands in his pockets, Aaron scoffed, “If you don’t open up, believe it or not, my old man will rip out this whole doorframe!”

Lily found herself lost for words.

Not wanting to disrespect such an important figure, she took a deep breath and opened the door.

The Ashbourne family’s bodyguards crowded the yard of the villa, a formidable presence.

Emeric stood at the doorstep, his expression cold as a winter’s day, with Mr. Dylan behind.

A storm brewing in his belly, Emeric had his stern face all set. But the moment he saw his youngest son, his mind went blank.

Mr. Dylan was equally taken aback. “Young Master Ashbourne?!”

Aaron scratched his head awkwardly. “Dad.”

Emeric looked from his son to Lily, and then took a large step back to double–check the house number.

“Chairman Ashbourne, you haven’t gone to the wrong place; this is it,” Mr. Dylan said, finding the situation awkwardly amusing.

“I see.”

Emeric nodded slowly, and then his eyes lit up with a sudden thought, blurting out, “This lady is your girlfriend? Oh, I see. You like the glamorous type. I should’ve known–that way, I wouldn’t have introduced you to all those girl–next–door types.”

Lily’s eyes widened in shock, while Aaron facepalmed. “Dad, can you please stop pressuring me? If you keep this up, I’ll join a monastery! Do you have any idea why I became a police in Elmsworth? It’s because I couldn’t stand the daily nagging about getting married and having kids! I’m not a breeding donkey!”

Lily pressed her lips together, amused to find that even the scions of a wealthy family shared the same mundane woes as everyone else.

“If you dare join a monastery, I’ll come drag you out myself! That’s a promise!”

Emeric went from harsh to soft in a second, turning to Lily with a smile. “Miss, how old are you? What’s your name? Where do you work? Are your parents from Skyrim or Elmsworth?

You might have not realized it, but my son likes to play it cool. I’ve had his wedding gift ready for ages. Marry into the Ashbourne family, and you’ll be Ms. Ashbourne, living a life of luxury. Don’t hesitate, it’s better to settle these big question sooner rather than later!”

verge of tears, now regretting ever opening the

strictly professional; I’m Mr. Fairhaven’s

was evident as he gave Aaron a look of

Ashbourne, Mr. Ashbourne, perhaps we should continue this conversation inside,” Mr. Dylan, suggested, a wry smile on his face.

seemingly his nemesis.

sat facing each other in the living room, the atmosphere thick

everyone know about Evadne staying here except me?” Emeric asked through

fruit bowl and took a loud bite. “Or we should consider a DNA test?”

struggling to keep

amused, but watching this father and son spar, she struggled to suppress her

the sound of light

tray to Emeric

enjoy

feel a surge of affection. “Ah, Marilla! Didn’t expect to see you here. Keeping your sister Evadne company, are

couldn’t very well admit to cohabiting

worry about that now!”

up. “No boyfriend yet, right? What do you think of my youngest here? One is quiet

on his tea, spewing it

stepped back, fingers nervously twisting together, her

been rough around the edges, but as a detective, his eyes were sharp. He noticed something off about the girl-

overly shy, possibly even socially

bit her lip through and her doe–like eyes

all the way

focus on my career, not get hitched! I’m not

If you

Aaron’s retort almost slipped out, but he swallowed it

just couldn’t

was Emeric fixated

to a workaholic like him? If he were to tie the knot, he’d want to wrap his future wife in the kind of blissful happiness

side, wrapping her trembling shoulders in a comforting embrace,

appreciate your interest and admiration. But I’m sorry, but she;s

possibly be better

Mr.

with Ms. Marilla is well known to Mr. Hamilton and Mr. Frederic, and they have never interfered with their

Jareth had been whispering sweet nothings about marrying her, hearing it afresh sent a thrill through Marilla, her cheeks flushing with

it

him. “So, the proposal isn’t official

was exasperated, wishing he could just dig a hole and bury himself.