His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 551

Gordon’s fists clenched hard, seething with a desire to deck that reporter and send him to hell.

A hush fell over the crowd, all eyes glued on the reporter, waiting for the showdown.

Some had wanted to ask that very question, but respect for Evadne’s influence had sealed their lips. Now, the reporter had taken the bullet, and they couldn’t be more delighted.

Thaddeus’s chest burned with a fury so intense it threatened to engulf him. His veins bulged as his hand reached for the car door, eager to bolt, but Evadne’s arms enveloped him from behind.

“It’s already chaos out there, and don’t go adding fuel to the fire.”

Gritting his teeth, Thaddeus growled with a voice thick with rage, “But he’s smearing your name.”

“So what? It’s not a big deal. Thaddeus, we’re adults here, and can we keep the emotions in check, please?” Evadne teased, playfully scratching at his ribs.

Thaddeus’s anger subsided slightly, yet he was still fuming, “We can’t just let this go. That sleaze could very well be a pawn of the Chambers Group.”

“And what if he is?”

Evadne blinked her sparkling eyes, unfazed, “Byron is toast, and we’ve finally avenged the girls he wronged. My mission is accomplished. As for what people say, I couldn’t care less.”

“Evadne, don’t make me feel so useless,” Thaddeus choked, his throat clogged with bitterness.

“Useless? Being with you is a blast, I’ve got no worries at all.”

Evadne pressed her soft curves against his tense chest, cradling his face in her hands.

“Come here.”

Thaddeus’s hands roamed over her slender waist and hips, his lips claiming hers deeply.

He used to cringe at public displays of affection, fast–forwarding through movie scenes dripping with romance. Now, he was as

a

long been ensnared by

love and possessiveness, and having met her, his eyes,

never make room for another.

you’re plenty useful.”

the kiss, “Just like that, all my troubles are

facing the reporter’s malicious questioning, Gordon, no matter how incensed, knew a corporate

his cool.

and their families away, a critical task entrusted

him, and let’s go.”

instinctively for Beverly’s cool

her ground, immovable.

full view of

heart clenched as a loud buzz filled his

wanted to intervene, but it was too late.

doing?” Evadne and

sea of flashing lights. Squinting through teary eyes,

male repórter, each word weighted with conviction, “Tell me, is this question based on your speculation, or do you have any

“Well, it’s a reasonable guess.”

a journalist, you ought to know that reporting the truth is a cardinal rule of journalism. Without any evidence, you’ve slandered Ms. Evadne and even attempted to stir discord and

delicate, spoke with a razor–sharp tongue, fearless and unyielding, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

back, disappearing into the crowd like

quivering uncontrollably. He should have been the calmest person there, yet he couldn’t

breath and spoke firmly, “I had the courage to come forward and identify Byron, all thanks to Ms. Evadne. She patiently waited for me, guided me, and supported us from the shadows. That’s what gave us the strength to take this step. To us, Ms. Evadne is our savior. If I stood by as she was maligned and didn’t defend her, what kind of person

spoke, her voice broke with emotion.

now eerily silent, as if time

having suffered greatly in body and spirit, cornered by the media right after giving

dared to face them with an open heart, brimming with strength and resolve, just to speak a word

and integrity were