His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 542

“What the heck? Beverly was snatched up by Evadne and Thaddeus?”

In the bedroom, Matthew had his reluctant wife, Elva, pinned down on the bed, savagely ripping off her nightgown, ready to fulfill this week’s “duty.”

Ever since Avery climbed to the top and became the apple of their father’s eye, Matthew’s stress skyrocketed. Now, whenever he had the energy, he would force Elva into bed with him, all for the sake of getting her pregnant with the Chambers Group’s heir as quickly as possible.

His father was all about legacy, loved a big bustling family. Being the eldest son, if he could produce the first grandson, he’d have éven more security within the family, an extra chip over Avery!

But, just as he was about to get down to business, an urgent phone call deflated him on the spot, causing him to end hurriedly! “Are you sure? That couple took the girl away?” Matthew rolled out of bed in his birthday suit, scrambling to pull on his pants in a panic, as if he’d been caught in the act.

“Our eyes on the ground report that it was Thaddeus’s secretary Gordon who picked up Beverly. No one else could’ve done it!” The secretary’s voice was laced with urgency, “And they said Beverly didn’t look like she was forced, she seemed to go willingly! Mr. Chambers, you don’t think the girl’s had a change of heart, planning to testify, do you?”

“What do you want me to say? Do I look like I’ve got a psychic hotline to her gut? Sheesh!”

Matthew bellowed in anger, his polished public facade crumbling away, scaring Elva into a shiver.

“What’s the plan, Mr. Chambers?”

Matthew cinched his belt with a vicious glare, “That Beverly, whether she’s switched sides or not, she’s a liability we can’t afford to keep!”

Elva’s eyes widened in fear, her hands clutching the sheets tighter.

The secretary sought confirmation, “You mean take her out?”

“She’s with that evil couple right now, so let’s not spook the horses just yet. We don’t want to draw their attention. It’ll make it harder to make a move.”

Matthew moved to the window, his voice low and dangerous, “Wait until she’s back on her own turf, then find the right moment to act within the next couple of days. The sooner, the better.”

“Got it.”

“And don’t use our own

〃

Matthew’s lips twisted with malice, “Let’s keep it clean. Whoever’s mess it is, they clean it up.”

The call ended, and his mood for love had vanished. He dressed in haste and headed for the door.

“Matthew.” Elva’s voice was timid as she tried to stop him.

“What now?” Matthew snapped, not even giving her a glance.

Their marriage was a political arrangement, the emotional foundation weat

and her family’s declining influence, he cared even less for her.

Elva’s voice trembled, torn by her emotions, “Matthew, maybe just let it go.”

With Elva failing to bear him a child over the years,

Matthew’s brow furrowed as he stared at her, “Let it go? What are you babbling about?”

just spare her. She’s already suffered enough.”

flew across her

have I told you? Don’t ask, don’t meddle in my business! Now you’re sympathizing with some lowlife,

was left reeling, a buzzing in

even without direct evidence, it could tarnish your reputation. And if Avery uses this against you, it could

1/4

to not cover my tracks? Such naive thoughts from a foolish woman. I’m helping Byron to curry favor with Dad. Can’t you see the obvious benefits? And who said I’ve got blood on my hands? They’re clean as a whistle.

we’re married. I’m sure you wouldn’t want to disappoint your politically retired

Elva

took Beverly to their home in

girl utterly awestruck. She had imagined the nome of wealthy elites to be lavish beyond measure, but never expected this warm, stylish subtlety, exuding unattainable elegance in every low–key detail.

Alva but

sofa, her limbs bound by invisible cords, shrinking into a pitiful

offered Thaddeus, his expression reserved

suddenly, unable to hold it in any longer, she

face streamed with tears that plopped onto her clenched hands

a bunch of tissues, thrusting them toward

if she couldn’t catch her breath, he hadn’t seen someone cry so hysterically

sobbing, her genuine vulnerability was undeniably touching.

froze in place, his eyes betraying a

stiffed you on a multi–million–dollar deal,” Evadne teased, unable to resist poking

to Gordon for confirmation.

a doubt. Thaddeus’s gloomy

sit beside Beverly, gently wiping away her tears and blowing her

You’ll feel better,” she said, not pressing for reasons, unwilling to add any psychological

expect that you all would be

know it’s because I can testify against Byron. But

and Thaddeus feeling as if a cruel hand had seized their throats, choking

anger and restraint,

yet her soul bore scars so deep, they may never fully heal.

was Byron’s doing.

he didn’t belong in hell,

our kindness and respect for you isn’t because you’re a

ཨe úཎྜ ཝ རཎྜལ

tears. “Tragedy brought us together. But believe me, I won’t let it happen

as she sipped the warm cocoa Thaddeus had brought her,

forward, there’s no turning back. It’s a full–on battle

pressured, or if this decision was made in haste, then I suggest.”

courage to face all this?” Beverly interrupted, her tear–stained face

09-03

“Your sister, Nydia.”

Evadne’s eyes widened, her heartbeat skipping a beat.

remained composed as if he had anticipated Nydia’s unequivocal support.

girls

moved me.”

under is even greater than ours. This will impact her future significantly. We might be forgotten, but her scars will become a stigma, constantly mentioned and reopened by others. I saw hér live broadcast, and I cried from the beginning to the end. I cried that I was unfortunate, but I was even more ashamed of my cowardice. So I want to stand up and support

was so clear–minded and