His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 568

At this moment, Frederic’s eye muscles twitched, his mind a whirlwind of chaos.

Amidst the turmoil, there was a profound sense of unease and fear.

“I have no clue what Mr. Thaddeus meant,” Dennis managed, his forehead beading with cold sweat. He was caught between a rock and a hard place, and any slip of the tongue could spell disaster on both fronts.

“You said earlier that Cynthia’s death might have been foul play? That Thaddeus said Elspeth did it? Does he have proof? Does

he?”

“You really need to ask Mr. Thaddeus, I truly don’t know.”

Frederic released his grip, his hands veined and trembling. His shoulders felt as though they bore the weight of mountains, pressing down inexorably, as each breath became more laborious to draw.

The confident aura he had upon arrival was now nowhere to be seen.

He could accept, tolerate, and stoop as low as possible. Elspeth had trampled over every boundary.

Even now, his disdain for the scheming woman was complete, but for the greater good of the Abernathy Group, for the sake of his reputation as the chairman, he swallowed bitter pills, feigning deafness and muteness time and again!

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was one thing, just one thing he could not accept the fact that Elspeth might have

to delude himself, to hypnotize his own mind-

said in anger, meant to guilt him, to sicken

such agony, Dennis cautiously ventured, “Mr.

do anything!”

trembling hand, his eyes wide with panic, “The trial is imminent, there’s much you have to do. Don’t get distracted! Right

of the Abernathy Group

asked you to arrange?” Frederic steadied himself, his suit

all set. Tomorrow afternoon at three, the conference will

towards Cynthia’s gravestone, his fingers curled so

long moment, he spoke with

Thaddeus‘ stern visage was pale as a winter’s

taut hands with hers, feeling as though she

hesitation, she spoke gently, “Thaddeus, I hope you understand why

I know where your heart

her, his calloused palm caressing her cheek as he suppressed his sorrow and whispered, “You’re afraid that by revealing Elspeth as my mother’s killer to Frederic too soon, it might compromise your quest for justice. You fear that his love for my mother might not be strong enough to withstand the pressures of upholding

his chest, “Yes, but that’s not the whole

down at her in surprise.

left Mr. Abernathy on tenterhooks. He’ll likely be restless, consumed with what you left unsaid.” Evadne’s lips curled with a hint of mischief, “Let’s save this grand revelation for the end. Only with a