His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

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Chapter 615

Marilla’s heart pounded with the ferocity of a drum in the night, her rosy cheeks draining to a chalky white, as if she were a frightened bird trembling on a limb, buffeted by an unseen storm.

She pursed her lips and instinctively let go of Jareth’s hand.

Jareth’s breathing hitched, his grip tightening almost imperiously, her fingers starved of circulation!

“What’s it to you? Is it any of your business?”

Jareth’s sharp brows arched, his piercing gaze skewering Glynnis, who wore a poorly concealed smirk, “I never knew you to be such a traditional lady, Glynnis. Quite the departure from your usual liberation.”

Glynnis‘ heart skipped a beat, her face ashen, “What are you blabbering about?”

Whether I’m blabbering or not, step outside of Windermere Estate, ask around the Elmsworth socialites, and they’ll tell you all about your wild escapades and reputation, clear as day.”

Jareth’s lips curled with a sinister slowness, “I’ve got a few buddies who’ve had their share of fun with you. If you’ve forgotten, I can jog your memory with their names. Who knows, maybe Mr. Frederic has heard a tale or two.”

Frederic’s jaw clenched, his eyes ablaze with suppressed fury, glaring at his wayward daughter.

“Dad, it’s not like that. He’s slandering me! He’s bullying me!”

Glynnis‘ forehead beaded with cold sweat, almost missing a step and tumbling down the stairs!

Her infamous escapades in Elmsworth’s nightlife had earned her a less–than–savory reputation long ago.

She’d always played the role of the pure and obedient daughter in front of Frederic, but now, the facade she’d so painstakingly maintained was being ripped away by Jareth, leaving her in utter panic.

Frederic momentarily ignored Glynnis, his attention returning to his younger daughter.

“Marilla, come here.”

brief but loaded with an

meek, her feet rooted

gaze darkened, his command irrefutable, “Come

Ê ཻ ཚ བཻ ༴ ཝཿཤྩ རྫེད ཚོ གཽ འའྀ «

a matter of great importance I

earnestness.

Mr. Jareth, say it here,” Frederic looked down upon him, not

was not just dismissive but scornful.

hidden behind her father, snickered with

Son’s party, taking a stand against the entire Abernathy Group, she relished the fact that the story had

man’s pride was his currency.

so it was only fitting that his own pride was being

Frederic, I am here to formally ask for your daughter’s hand in

with nerves, “I love Marilla, and

at his beloved, his eyes brimming with deep, unspoken emotion, “Please give

shy blush, her

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watching their display of affection with venomous envy, her face contorted as if she were about to reveal her true nature, transforming into

“Ha.”

me, let alone ask for my daughter’s hand. You made your feelings quite clear at the last gathering, severing ties with the Abernathy family. You seemed

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you should be seeking marriage with them, not us. But I do

of this.”

veins pulsed at his temples, each word a dagger to his hopeful heart, his fury

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