His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 646

In the quaint town of Elmsworth, autumn had painted the leaves with fiery hues and the crisp wind had begun to whisper of the coming winter.

Cassius had been absent from his home for three days straight, cloistered within the sanctity of the local church, praying and confessing before the Lord.

What sins weighed so heavily on his soul?

Was it his past, darkened by the time when he had been the voice of a notorious underground syndicate?

Or was he confessing a heart that had dared to love where it should not, his affections falling upon someone forbidden?

On the fourth day, Cassius found himself drawn as if by a spectral force, wandering as though in a trance to the decaying Bright family manor.

He knew that young Chasel had no other refuge, no other home, but this decaying symbol of a once great dynasty.

His concern had overwhelmed his resolve to stay away, and so he had come.

Cassius understood that with his past, he could only stand watch, a silent guardian to the legacy of the Brights.

He could now empathize with the tormented soul of Thaddeus, who had once braved the tempest outside the gates of Silverlake Harbor, all for a mere glimpse of his beloved Evadne.

It was a feeling akin to one’s own bile churning within, rising up to choke the throat with a bitterness that could not be expelled.

It was in this moment of somber reflection that a procession of luxury cars glided up to the manor, stopping with a sense of entitlement that only the wealthy could command.

Servants and secretaries flanked a tall, imposing middle–aged man as he stepped out, impeccably dressed in a suit. Cassius recognized him immediately as the current head of Bright Biopharmacy, Suri’s older brother, Zachary.

“Dad! Welcome home. You must be weary from your journey,” Warner greeted, bowing with an air of formal respect.

“Indeed,” Zachary replied curtly, his expression stoic, “Where is Chasel?”

“Dad, Chasel has truly crossed the line this time. Not only did he disregard our family’s code, but he’s been fraternizing with the Ashbournes. If word got out, our family’s reputation would be a laughingstock. People would say we’re all talk–acting righteous in public while cozying up to our

“We shall see who panders to whom in the end,” he

continued, fueled by spite, “Word has it that Emeric’s health has taken a turn for the worse, barely clinging to life. That’s why Aunt Suri was so desperate to seek our family’s aid. I

Warner with suspicion, “You never seemed this bitter about the Ashbournes

brow, “Of course not! They wouldn’t dare touch a member of the Bright family!”

they were about to enter the house, Warner felt a shiver down his

it?” Zachary inquired.

a man dressed like a priest

of night.”

Warner hadn’t recognized

the street was deserted.

Where did he

you’ve been working hard. Make sure to rest,”

left to

released from his “cage” and brought into

entire household of the Bright estate had gathered, a sea of expectant

1/2

10:57

leisurely sipping tea on a fine chair, his elder brother standing at attention, and the audience” summoned to

discomfort churned in

modern world, yet within the confines of this grand estate,

a child, he had pitied his aunt for abandoning her luxurious life in the Bright household. But

commanded Zachary with icy detachment.

at his lips, “Father, it’s been years since the fall of

face tightened with

erred, you who shamed our family! Is this your idea

to say.