His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 605

Glynnis’s eyes spun wildly as she staggered to her feet, dusting herself off indignantly. “You’re coming back? When will that be? Are you planning to come back just to get even with Jareth?”

Edith clenched her teeth with venomous anger. “He made my life a misery, how could I possibly let him have his way? From the moment he slapped me, not once but thrice, in front of Evadne, Thaddeus, and the entire Elmsworth elite at the gala, there was no longer any brother–sister bond between us, only bitter enemies!”

“Exactly! Jareth’s gone too far! He hasn’t even put a ring on Marilla’s finger yet, and he’s already ditched his own sister and disowned his mother! If those two tie the knot, do you think you and your mom will have any standing left? Glynnis sniffled, her words laced with malice as she backstabbed Marilla, stoking the embers of conflict

“Hmph, don’t pretend you’re looking out for me. All this enthusiastic plotting, isn’t it just because you want me to return and wield my influence to settle your scores?

Edith saw tight through Glynnis’s sordid intentions and laughed coldly “Without your mom to back you, what fighting power do you have left? All you can do is watch your dimwit sister marry into wealth and lord it over you

The memory of her collection being plundered by Jareth, now soon to be Manilla’s, made Glynnis shiver with rage. She was supposed to be the Abernathy family’s cherished eldest daughter, the apple of her parents eyes!

How had she fallen from grace to let that simpleton sister surpass her?

Jareth, absolutely not Glynnis’s nyes burned

he’ll never give up on that simpleton Well need a meticulous plan to make him give up on her for good”

think it’s time for us to collaborate again. You must have

Your own revenge must

her as an additional safeguard, someone to drag

consumed by hatred.

was willing to do anything even stoop

talk here is pointless. Let’s wait

emerged from the grand Windermere Estate, their luxury

wasn’t Jareth’s home, but it seemed Thaddeus no longer considered it

Marilla liked those trinkets, you should have just told me I could ve

Jareth’s hands. “Why bother giving my

brute of a hen to get her hands on. I’d rather smash them than let

get a kick out of imagining Glynnis wielding a hammer, her face the color of liver, in utter humiliation!