His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

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Chapter 590

In fact, the flowers were a well–thought–out gesture from Camille.

She had a hunch that victory was in the bag. With Arnold on the case, it was a sure bet.

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After sending the flowers anonymously, Camille slipped away quietly, making a beeline for the parking lot.

Her long lashes fluttered gently, and her heart trembled just the same.

She mused over Arnold in the courtroom, dressed in a sharp, tailored black suit, exuding charisma and passion as he delivered his arguments with gusto. His handsome features, as striking as a movie star’s, seemed to carve the truth out of the criminals, revealing their sordid nature. Her cheeks flushed with a rosy warmth, and her heart raced uncontrollably.

“You could at least say ‘hello‘ before you leave, Ms. Camille,” a familiar voice called from behind, melodious and captivating.

Camille stopped dead in her tracks, took a deep breath, and slowly turned around.

Arnold stood there, still in his prosecutor’s attire, his posture as straight as an oak, taking long strides toward her. “Also, perhaps you’d like to tell me what those flowers you sent meant.”

Camille steadied herself and met his intense gaze. “Sunshine lilies, they symbolize victory.”

“I thought they meant that you have a thing for me,” Arnold said with a tilt of his head, leaning in slightly.

Camille’s heart skipped a beat, her eyes twinkling. “Prosecutor Arnold, you do have a sense of humor.”

“Do I?”

Arnold’s breath hitched, his gaze searching hers, “Or is it yet another misunderstanding you’ve led me into? First a kiss, now flowers, what next? I’m rather intrigued.”

“There won’t be a next time,” Camille said, a surge of restlessness rising within her, turning to leave.

Arnold swiftly pinned her against the wall, his muscular arms tensing, making his suit stretch tight. “Ms. Camille, what is this? Playing me? You think this is funny?”

His words were as blunt as a bachelor’s, unseasoned by the games of love and romance.

Camille laughed, her eyes glistening. “What’s the matter, Prosecutor Arnold? Can’t take a little game?”

you know I can’t take it? Ms. Camille, last time you said you wouldn’t mind playing a game of feelings with me. I am a man

bittersweet ache spread through

if she let him go now,

glossy exterior hiding a numb core, did

wasn’t just anyone. He was Evadne’s

didn’t want to hold him back,

in the open, it would be rude not to accept

someone as good

her smile returning as she hooked her little finger with his. “Just a

gaze softened, his long lashes casting

But then, he took off the gold badge he’d worn for nearly a decade

playing this game, give it back to

the badge in her

tension

as they got into the car, Thaddeus‘ phone

of anxiety tightened in

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brow furrowed as he answered. “Jareth, what’s up?”

over Elspeth’s situation. I can’t calm her

a distance, they could see

how’s Marilla? And where’s Jareth?” Evadne and Thaddeus approached hand

of composure, was visibly distressed. “Mr. Thaddeus, Ms. Evadne, thank goodness you’re

a pang

above anyone else, but now even he can’t get through

ached even more at Lily’s words, and she

Please stop crying,

body shaking uncontrollably as she sobbed breathlessly. Her

holding her tightly, his black shirt crumpled and stained with blood from where she had inadvertently scratched him in her distress. “Just stop crying, anything you want, just name

Mom.” Marilla’s lips quivered,

fiery intensity as he struggled with the

She’s a heartless killer! Why would you want to see someone like that?” Jareth’s voice was thick with emotion, unusually stern, so much so that he startled even himself. “Tell me,

Marilla’s voice was a whisper, a

retort

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