His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 557

Byron let loose with a string of expletives that would make a sailor blush, his eyes blazing with fury, “Avery, you son of a–how dare you even speak to me. At least I share a bloodline with Matthew, and he looked after me growing up. But who the hell are you? You’re nothing but a bastard born from a fling with a bodyguard, and you have the gall to covet the Chambers Group’s fortune?!”

Harvey stared daggers at the foul–mouthed man, his fists clenching tight with anger.

Yet, Avery maintained a faint and enigmatic smile as if Byron’s words were water off a duck’s back.

“If it weren’t for your scheming, my affairs with those women won’t be exposed, and I wouldn’t be under police investigation, and things wouldn’t have escalated to this mess! The real instigator is you! It’s all on you!”

“Byron, do you really think I’m the instigator here?”

Avery gently pushed his wire–rimmed glasses up his nose with a slender and pale finger and spoke evenly, “Do you truly believe that Matthew you’ve idolized all your life cares about family ties? That the fact you’ve ended up in this mess has nothing to do with him at all?”

“Avery, even now you’re trying to drive a wedge between us? How low can you get?” Byron was seething with hatred from every

pore.

“I may not like you, but at least I never used you, and I certainly never wanted you dead.”

Avery looked at him helplessly, “I’m just trying to reclaim what’s rightfully mine.”

“What… what are you getting at?” Even Byron, in his slow–wittedness, sensed the undercurrent in Avery’s words; his heart started

to race.

“During your days in jail, you must have pondered one question: why you, of all people, got slapped with a charge of hiring a hitman. Don’t you want to know the real truth? Who’s made you rot away in here?”

Though Byron didn’t trust him, he was hell–bent on getting to the bottom of things, so he slowly sat back down.

Avery motioned with his finger, and Harvey placed a stack of photos before Byron.

As he flipped through them, his mind exploded like a nuclear bomb going off; his face turned crimson, and his eyes turned bulged with shock!

“You recognize Quincy, right? He’s Matthew’s guy. He’s been in touch with your goons, and I’ve checked their accounts–there’s been a deposit of three hundred thousand, from an offshore account. The cops can’t trace the sender. But, I think these photos make it crystal clear who wired the money, don’t they?” Avery’s eyes gleamed mischievously behind his glasses.

The photos in Byron’s hands were nearly crushed; his eyes were bloodshot, “Impossible, how could it be, how could Matthew?”

“Do this to you?”

Avery crossed his legs nonchalantly, with a cruel smirk on his lips, “He ‘helped‘ you out, not out of family loyalty, but to regain Dad’s favor. But the girl was set to switch sides, and to testify against you for assault. He had no choice but to silence her. The risk was huge–if it worked, fine. If not, someone had to take the fall.”

“So he used my people to cover his tracks? And if it blew up, he could pin it all on me?!” Byron gasped for air as if he was choked.

“And more than that, I’ve found out that Quincy has taken control of your right–hand man’s family. Isn’t all this evidence enough to show that Matthew is behind your downfall?”

Harvey added fuel to the fire, “Byron, I know you despise Mr. Chambers. But right now, who else has got your back? Matthew’s thrown you

plays the saint in front of you, and even tries to snatch your shares. Man, he really

a

for

seen Matthew as his guiding light, his flesh and blood, but it turned out he had been used as a pawn in his games of

favor?

“Harvey, that’s enough,”

brother’s already under enough pressure. Don’t add to his

still our father’s sons, and we grew up together. No matter what, I couldn’t frame you for murder. That

temples throbbed, and his facial muscles got twitched uncontrollably with rage, “I can transfer my shares to you, but you have to give me

hand it over right

the evidence I’ve gathered.

jail, so you’ll need to talk to

the contents of the envelope, Byron weighed his options, and with a resolute heart–he signed his name

his smile in check, his eyes fierce and predatory behind the genteel glasses.

doing business. When you get out, I’ll personally come to pick you

clenched, “With the shares you’ve got now, you can take on Matthew. Don’t let him

with a glint of cold determination.

Not just Matthew.

of them. They’d all pay, and none

detention center, Harvey clapped his hands in

Well done, sir! Your share in the Chambers Group

hands vigorously with sanitizer, couldn’t hide his pleasure, “That’s why I’ve kept that cur alive.” Harvey had an

Jeff. Hah, he

the ground, “His true life insurance was his share in the Chambers Group. Now, as a person, he’s worthless

his eyes darkening at the command.

for revenge, couldn’t help but laugh at the

Byron could have turned to had been bought by

he have left to count

might as well plead with the

to The Velvet Haven,

the cash ready? And the plane?”

the shares, Avery spoke in a tone notably more cordial, “All set, and you can get the money right away. You can leave tomorrow, but be extremely careful. The Abernathy, Ashbourne, and Fairhaven groups are all after you. Elmsworth is swarming with their spies. One wrong move and

We can talk

can do anything you want right now, except meeting with me.” Avery was

like putting a target on his

the money to me?

at a secret location, and I’ll text you

“And the plane?”

no one’s following or hunting you, you can leave anytime.” Avery’s voice was smooth, but his

Eden was out of his element and

on the discarded white handkerchief, “Just follow my plan, and you’ll be on your way smoothly.”

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