His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

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Gary glared at his wife with a mix of irritation and disbelief. Her timing couldn’t be worse.

Even though Marilla was Elspeth’s daughter, she was undoubtedly Frederic’s progeny–a true heiress to the Abernathy estate.

Although Gary had his designs on using the girl for his own schemes, deep down, he didn’t want Jareth to actually marry into the Abernathy family’s daughter. Such a union would legitimize their alliance, making Frederic Jareth’s father–in–law!

Wouldn’t that just give the young wolf more teeth?

No, Gary needed a dual strategy.

Either use the girl as leverage to block Jareth from ascending to the CEO position or, as a concession, allow Jareth to become CEO but prevent a marriage with the Abernathy conglomerate at all costs!

Jareth’s words cast a pall over the dining room atmosphere.

Barry’s silvery eyebrows tightened, but he did not look at his grandson.

Barry hadn’t spoken yet, but Mrs. Fairhaven, unable to contain herself, burst out, “Jareth, don’t you understand the rules of a family banquet? Only Fairhaven blood should be present. Bringing an outsider, what does that say about us?”

“Outsider?”

A flame flickered in Jareth’s heart, and his eyes narrowed, a frost settling over his handsome features. “Never mind, Marilla will soon be no outsider. She will be my wife, and thus, a member of the Fairhaven family.”

Mrs. Fairhaven’s throat tightened, “Jareth, now is not the time for this!”

“I came tonight precisely to discuss this.”

Jareth slowly stood, his imposing figure turning towards Barry, eyes blazing with resolve,

*Grandpa, I’ve come to inform you and everyone here. I intend to marry Marilla, I ask for your blessing.”

With those words, Jareth bowed deeply to Barry.

Barry now directed his gaze at his grandson, his pupils dilating with shock!

Jareth, the unruly prince of the family, had never before shown such deference or seriousness,

For the sake of the Abernathy lady, he was willing to bend his proud head,

Abernathy girl is not someone I

a blade, his tone laden with scorn and displeasure, “Be it Glynnis or your beloved Marilla, they can’t escape the fact that they are the daughters of a murderer. Elspeth has been sentenced to death. The footage of her trial is all over the internet. Marrying her daughter, what does that

Fairhaven nodded vigorously in

steaks and wine, couldn’t help but show sly smirks

as if in a frigid wasteland,

you have? Why settle for a murderer’s daughter? If word gets out, who knows what ridicule we

match is not fitting. I cannot give my

made are her own, what

wasn’t even born when Elspeth committed her

should not fall on the next. But the actions of the parents can deeply affect

sentiment, “What good can come from a daughter raised by Elspeth? Not to mention her elder sister, Glynnis, who paraded her parents‘ influence to bully my granddaughter! Your mother hid this from me for a long time. They are blood sisters. How much better can the younger be than the older?”

Fairhaven chimed in quickly, “Dad, you’re absolutely right! Everything you’ve said, I’ve been wanting to

even had a conversation with her. You haven’t taken the time to understand her, how can

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his jaw, his blood boiling with

stand to hear a single

he had painstakingly built for her. What she didn’t know was

from all harm, to have the entire Fairhaven family recognize her status, not keep her hidden

proving to be much more difficult

used to be. You’re about to be the CEO of the Fairhaven Group, the face of

what we have. He still bears two long scars on his back from his days fighting in the trenches. You ought to know the origin story of the Fairhaven Group like the back of your hand. All the blood, sweat, and tears 1, not to mention my older brother, put into whitewashing Fairhaven’s name–Jareth, you’re well aware of it all. Now, with the Fairhaven Group’s stock teetering and our reputation taking a hit from that Ashbourne girl’s antics, think about the optics, Jareth. You marrying

tragically died in a helicopter crash, her eyes

with Barry, “Jareth, marriage isn’t child’s play, you can’t just follow your whims! And that Ms. Marilla, cut

Fairhaven banner just fine, Uncle Gary.

there was a resolve in his gaze as if he could move mountains, “But I’ve made up my mind. I’m marrying Marilla, and I won’t have anyone

grandson’s defiant face, his hand slamming down on the

stubborn as his father had

I didn’t come here to listen to this.”

the table, “Most of Fairhaven’s projects and assets are under my control. And if I were to cash out my shares, along with my father’s, or if I were

and Gary

a girl, and now he’s even making moves against

future of Fairhaven is

Mr. Thaddeus or President Ashbourne. No big deal, we’re all friends

you

locked eyes, tension