His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 550

“Dad! Byron’s on the hook for attempted murder! He hired a hitman! And Aaron caught him red–handed. Even if I brought in the best lawyers from around the globe, they couldn’t save him!”

Matthew bet his dad wouldn’t dare lay a finger on him. After all, he had a strong following within the corporation and was clutching a major project deal he’d snagged from Cassius. So he put on a defiant air, “If you’ve got a problem with me, just say it! Why drag Avery into this to rub my nose in it? Who’s been the dutiful son all these years? Who’s been sweating blood for the company? Haven’t I worked my fingers to the bone? Besides, it’s Byron who’s messed up, not me. If he could keep it in his pants, we wouldn’t be in this mess! If we keep cleaning up his disasters, we’re all going down with him!”

His words were harsh but true.

Although Byron was Jeff’s golden boy, Jeff was at his wit’s end, running out of patience for his disappointing son.

“Dad, cool down. I think Matthew’s right on the money,” Avery chimed in, speaking slowly and deliberately. “As cold as it may sound, for the sake of the Chambers Group, you have to make the tough call. No matter how much it hurts to let Byron go, we’ve got to cut our losses. No matter how things got this bad, the guy who got nabbed is Byron’s guy. Someone’s gotta take the fall.” Jeff’s lips were pressed into a thin line, his complexion darkened with anger.

“Avery’s got a point! Dad! We keep protecting Byron, and we’re playing with fire!” Matthew, for once, agreed with his usual adversary.

“If that’s the case, Matthew, you handle this mess,” Jeff said bitterly, his voice husky with the pain of a father about to disown his

son.

After their father left, the boardroom held just the two brothers or rather, the last two survivors of a brutal game.

“Matthew, looks like it’ll just be you and me left to run the show. I’ll be counting on your support.”

Avery rose gracefully, a cold smirk on his lips, “When you see Byron, try to keep it gentle, will ya? He’s a notorious crybaby. If he realizes he’s never walking out of prison, he might just lose it and tear you to shreds.”

“You just lucked out, don’t get cocky,” Matthew spat through clenched teeth, knowing just how to get under his skin. “Bertha and Byron’s downfall has nothing to do with you. It’s Evadne and Thaddeus, that power couple, who have the guts to stand up to the Chambers Group.”

The mention of the couple was a knife in Avery’s side.

His eyes blazed with fury, as if a wild beast was rampaging through his chest.

In three strides, Avery was in Matthew’s face, fists clenched so tight his knuckles cracked.

“Avery, you’re not thinking of getting physical here, are you?” Matthew taunted, pointing up at the security cameras. “Go on, it’ll just ruin that nice–guy act you’ve got going.”

Avery, struggling to contain himself, slowly straightened Matthew’s tie, “Matthew, that self–righteous look on your face is just pitifully hilarious.”

“What did you say, urk!”

cutting off Matthew’s breath. Gasping for air, Matthew tried to pry away the strangling grip, “I was just provoking you, and you’re already itching to deal

the trap he was in,

your dirty work. I thought I’d catch you all in one swoop. Looks like I’ll have to wait for another chance.”

Matthew in the empty boardroom, gasping for breath and

the

were there in spirit, watching over Beverly and the other victim

the shadows.

the way, assisting the victims‘ families with paperwork, patiently

of Ms. Evadne, aren’t you?” Mrs. Higgins said tearfully, bowing gratefully to Jason. “Thank you for

Jason said, moving to support her, his voice thick with emotion. “I’m helping

Higgins asked,

up to Byron on the live stream, that’s my girlfriend,” Jason replied with pride swelling

see. Not only are both of you kind–hearted, but you also make a handsome couple – truly a perfect match. My heartfelt thanks to Miss Nydia and

was over the moon, his grin wider than a kid on Christmas morning with a

moment alone to collect herself. She couldn’t bear

side, followed suit and stood outside the restroom like a loyal guard dog, a mix of patience and concern etched on

female officers shot him curious glances, but Gordon, typically conscious of appearances, seemed impervious to their stares

eyes puffy from tears, shuffling with small,

even look up, a clean blue

dry your eyes,” Gordon said, a warm smile reaching his eyes. “You’ve got the smudged mascara of a rockstar after a concert, but I bet letting it all out made you feel a bit

took the spotless.handkerchief, reluctant to stain it with her tears.

Gordon. I’ll wash it and return it to you

watched her with an intense gaze, his heart pounding uncontrollably as her vulnerable beauty and fluttering lashes seemed to play a melody on

atop her tousled

you ever face trouble again, come to me. No matter when

Beverly looked

eyes with his radiant gaze, and felt

the

them waiting in the car for what felt

from Byron’s

day of her period, the cramps at their worst. Thaddeus had told

her squirm against him, as endearing as a little eel.

to be invisible. Why would he vouch for a lost cause like Byron? That would be like painting a target on his own back,” Thaddeus remarked.