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!”

was on the verge of tears, now regretting ever

Ashbourne is strictly

gave Aaron

Mr. Dylan, suggested, a wry smile on his face. The Ashbourne children, each one cherished by

seemingly his nemesis.

Aaron sat facing each other in the living room,

except me?” Emeric asked through gritted teeth. “Am I even your

bowl and took a loud bite. “Or we

breath, struggling to

and

sound of

a tea tray to Emeric and placed a teacup on

please enjoy your tea.”

feel a surge of affection. “Ah, Marilla!

with embarrassment. She was no fool; she couldn’t very well

let’s not worry about

think of my youngest here? One is quiet while the

spewing it

twisting together, her delicate

the edges, but as a detective, his eyes were sharp.

shy, possibly even socially

her doe–like eyes shimmered with tears, Aaron’s heart twinged with sympathy.

up earnestly, “Dad! Did you travel all the way from Skyrim

a thousand times, I want to focus on my

If you had a choice, you wouldn’t come out of

slipped out, but he swallowed it

just couldn’t understand!

was gone, he still had four older brothers. Why was Emeric fixated on him as if he were the only sheep to

him jet–setting all the time, always on call for some high–stakes mission. What woman would be happy being married to a workaholic like him? If he were to tie the knot, he’d want to wrap his

still trying to play matchmaker when Lily quickly moved to Marilla’s side, wrapping her trembling shoulders in a

and admiration. But I’m sorry, but

to whom? Whose son could possibly be better than mine?”

Mr. Fairhaven.”

Marilla is well known to Mr. Hamilton and Mr. Frederic, and they have never interfered with their relationship. Moreover, Mr. Jareth Fairhaven is about to be appointed as CEO of the Fairhaven Group. He will soon be visiting Mr. Hamilton and Mr. Frederic formally

it afresh sent a thrill through Marilla, her cheeks flushing with

thought it was

to Aaron with a look as if handling a task to him. “So, the proposal isn’t

exasperated, wishing he could just dig a