His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 632

Over at the bustling Ashbourne household, the family gathered around Emerio, showering him with attention and affection.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, two love–struck couples helped Myra as she prepared a feast. Myra’s culinary skills were legendary, and even when it came to something as simple as making taco, she infused them with a rainbow of colors red, pink, green, yellow – each hue bringing a unique flavor to the table.

“Myra, you really spoil my dad rotten,” Evadne teased, her hands deftly shaping plump, little dough pockets that resembled chubby golden coins, “It’s just taco, and you’ve turned them into a seven–colored spectacle. Is he trying to summon a god or what? Talk about high–maintenance!”

“Your dad loves it, it’s his favorite,” Myra sald with a sweet smile, “I thought since he’s eating, we might as well all eat together. Make a little party of it.”

“You, Suri, and Aviana treat Emeric like he’s the crown prince. In other families, it’s the men doting on the women, but in the Ashbourne clan, it’s all topsy–turvy,” Evadne snorted playfully, “Did Mom pamper him like this too? I can’t imagine she did.”

“Your mother adored taco; it’s her specialty. She always made them for your father, and he could eat them every day without tiring of them,” Myra recalled fondly.

A twinge of sorrow tightened Evadne’s grip on the dough, a pang of loss souring her throat.

Thaddeus sensed her mood shift and offered her a misshapen lump of dough, his earnest face seeking approval, “Evadne, how‘ about this masterpiece?”

“It’s a disaster,” she burst out laughing at the sight of the doughy blob, “What is that, a hacky sack or a meteor hammer? You’re eating that one, buddy. My life’s worth something too, you know.”

“Deal. I’ll eat it,” Thaddeus replied, relieved to see her smile.

In the back of his mind, however, he pondered the Ashbourne family dynamics. From the way they spoke, it was clear that Emeric had deeply loved Evadne’s mother, his first wife. His love seemed genuine, unlike the muddled affection Frederic claimed to have for his own wife. Yet, if Emeric’s love was as deep as the ocean, why would he remarry? It seemed like a contradiction.

“Jason, my taco looks terrible, way worse than yours,” Nydia pouted, embarrassed by her lack of skill.

“They look perfect to me. I’m going to eat every single one you make,” Jason said, his arms cautiously wrapping around her, his breath warm against her cheek as he whispered sweet nothings.

Their intimacy made Nydia blush as bright as the dawn. Jason, ever the gentleman, had shown his love and desire that one passionate night, his touch trembling with restrained emotion, proving it was his first time as well.

Myra continued making taco, seemingly oblivious to the young couple’s tender exchange. Yet, the small, knowing smile curling on her lips betrayed her delight. She knew that happiness for her daughter trumped any business alliances, family glory, or societal matches. After all, very few families could match the Ashbourne’s stature, and even then, it was like opening a mystery box – no guarantee of finding a treasure or a trinket.

Evadne’s thoughts were interrupted by Cassius, who rushed into the kitchen with news from the Chambers Group.

“Myra, Nydia, why don’t you step out for a moment?” Myra suggested, sensing the gravity of the situation.

“No need, Myra. We’re all family here; there’s nothing we can’t discuss,” Evadne said, her demeanor serious.

listened intently, sidelined from the business world ever since his injury at the hands of Ward and the brutal assault by the

calmly as she pinched a dumpling closed, “I bet they’re having trouble with that little village on the resort’s access road. Unless the

risked everything for Evadne. Compared to her brilliant

the Ashbourne family braced for the next move, the kitchen once a place of love and

—

loved by Jason was truly a blessing for

a tender look in his eyes as he carefully shaped another one and placed it on the cutting board. “And I’ve done some digging. That village has been around for two hundred years and is considered a historical heritage site”

it were razed to build some

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some folks are getting desperate, trying to force their

to bulldoze the place? When did this happen?”

night. He timed it for the wee hours when many of the villagers were still asleep.

the Chambers Group managed to suppress the news almost immediately. Local media, even if they catch wind of it, are too intimidated by the Chambers‘ influence

grave, asked, “Cassius,

at the moment.”

thing can be

major disaster if there are deaths. Only then would the Chambers Group not be able to cover it up.”

can get away with murder

no media will dare to report? Don’t forget, we’ve got World Wonders Weekly under the K Group’s control. Just

kids are way too reckless. It’s been so long, I

was also outraged, “A leopard can’t change its spots.”

like son. Can you really expect anything good from

for a moment and then gripped her hand tightly, his boyfriend game strong, “I’ll send someone to Country T right away to keep an eye on things. If you expose this, and Matthew feels cornered,

dinner atmosphere was great.

the sight of the meatballs and even

it was all proper above the board but quite cheeky below

through a mountain of paperwork. His father’s illness had

had the skills to stabilize things, and the consortium was

his glasses, massaged his temples, and closed

day… I wonder when

a knock

and

“President Ashbourne.”