His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 673

Thaddeus had a look of sheer panic as the chicken nugget slipped from his fingers and plummeted into the bubbling oil of the deep fryer.

Hot oil spattered across the back of his hand and up his arm, the pain snapping him back to reality as his lips parted awkwardly, muttering. “Elvis”

“You’re always talking about that stuff. Are you really that horny?”

Elvis snorted softly, craning his neck to peer into the fryer, “I dunno if Evadne caught a whiff yet, but I sure followed the scent over here. Smells like something’s burning, though.”

That caught Thaddeus off guard, and he suddenly realized that the chicken he’d dropped in earlier was still submerged.

He fumbled for the slotted spoon, but by the time he fished out the nuggets, they’d turned a deep brown.

The corners of Thaddeus‘ eyes drooped in dismay, and he was instantly reminded of the first time Chairman Emeric had tried his cooking, labeling it a string of “failures.”

It was like a curse he couldn’t shake.

“Look, I get it, you’re trying to be sweet, but don’t force yourself into something that’s clearly not your forte. If you scald yourself and end up with blisters, it’s Evadne who’s going to suffer, right?”

Saying this, Elvis shrugged off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and positioned himself next to Thaddeus, nudging him aside with his hip, “Go stand over there and chill. Don’t get in the way.”

Thaddeus‘ eyes widened in surprise, “You’re going to take over?”

“If I leave it to you, my little sis will end up eating charcoal.”

Thaddeus didn’t get upset because Elvis was absolutely right; he’d overestimated his cooking skills.

Elvis washed his hands and expertly lowered the chicken into the fryer, watching the clock and counting the seconds before stirring the oil and soon after, retrieving the perfectly cooked nuggets!

Thaddeus stood by, assisting Elvis and absorbing every move with rapt attention.

“Got it yet?” asked Elvis, not even looking up.

Thaddeus nodded, “Yeah.”

“Your eyes may have got it, but your hands sure didn’t.”

Thaddeus frowned with a rueful smile, “Elvis, sometimes, I need a little encouragement.”

Elvis‘ long lashes fluttered as he glanced at Thaddeus, “Fail a few more times, and you’ll get it right. I’ve botched it up countless times myself before getting it to look half decent. If Evadne didn’t love it so much, who in their right mind would bother with this mess? It’s filthy, it’s a hassle, and you can’t get rid of the smell of oil for days! Sometimes, you shouldn’t spoil her too much. If you let her get her way all the time, she’ll be demanding you cook every day, then what’ll you do?”

Thaddeus‘ eyes glowed softly as he gently smiled, “Doesn’t matter. As long as Evadne’s happy, I’m willing to do anything, no matter how troublesome it is.”

“Pfft, easy for anyone to say,” Elvis responded with feigned disdain, but inside, he felt a warmth spreading.

“Wow! Fried chicken! Smells amazing!”

Both men turned around.

Now the real little foodie had arrived.

With the weather turning cooler and to better care for Emeric, Evadne had swapped her delicate silk nightgowns for a cozy, milk white fleece loungewear, setting off her moon–bright face. From a distance, she looked like a celestial rabbit morphed into a human, landing in the mortal realm, soft and adorable.

“Thad, Elvis, when did you guys get back? You could’ve at least let me know.”

Evadne scampered over in her slippers, bringing with her a sweet, warm breeze and flung herself into Thaddeus‘ embrace.

“Evadne, Im covered in flour, I’ll get your clothes dirty.” Thaddeus gently warned, his flour–dusted hands hovering mid–air, not daring to touch her

“Did you really make this for me just because I mentioned it last night?”

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fingertips, Evadne brushed the flour from his cheek, her heart both sour and tender, “What are you doing, you silly man? You’re already running around between two places every day, working and then coming back to be with me. It’s hard enough. For something like this, we could’ve just ordered in. You didn’t need to

happiness is

as he looked over at Elvis, “Besides,

made them nice and

Pfff!

chest as a mouthful of fictional blood nearly sprayed into

of golden, crispy fried chicken were served steaming hot.

few failed attempts sat neglected in a corner.

on, Evadne, try some of my

twinkling with anticipation as he watched his little sister’s eyes light up, “It’s been a while since I cooked

a piece with her hands, took a big bite, and

is still as fantastic as ever!” Evadne beamed with contentment, her eyes sparkling.

pleased smile spread across Elvis‘

back to a face similar to Evadne’s.

Elsie’s diversion, he’d managed to safely escape from the

discovered everything she’d done? She had gone to Matthew to buy him time; did that brute give

Snaky Avery and was wary of her status, after last night’s

about that woman.

couldn’t believe that anyone decent could be found

all

Evadne, don’t eat

but it

devoured his charred offerings,

not that

urged, capturing her hand, “You don’t have to force yourself to compliment me. I

made with love. How could they not

it with evident pleasure, showing no sign of pretense, “Besides, what does it matter if they’re black or golden? Once they’re in your stomach,

smile, and he couldn’t resist planting a kiss

clutched his chest and closed his eyes!

regretted it

he come back to be the third wheel?

myself. Lucky for us, Arnold and Aaron are around. I’ll just holler at them to join us.”

I was about to call them over too.”

a darkening. “Tonight, I’ve come back with something important to discuss with you all.”

long, Arnold and Aaron had made it over.

and the couple gathered around the dinner table

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enough with the suspense, spill it. What’s the big secret you’ve been keeping from

“Arnold, are you so on edge because you can’t afford

chucked a chicken bone at

then he tossed

all leaned in,

talking about avenging our brother? Inside this envelope is enough dirt

Captain Aaron’s radars went off.

grabbed the envelope and dumped

a portion and started reading. Shock and anger grew with

in just two years. But that money never went to helping impoverished students–it all went straight into Matthew’s own pocket. And that’s not all. He’s been hosting so–called charity events, parading the girls meant to be helped, but really,

a chance at education, but what awaited them was a fate of abuse and an abyss of despair.”

trembled with rage,

Aaron’s eyes matched hers, “We should’ve taken him down when we dealt

will be served. He won’t

his hands, his brows furrowing. “As the former face of the Chambers Group, Matthew’s cunning and methods are far more insidious than Byron’s ever were. Byron was blatant with his actions, relying on his background. But Matthew, he’s a

you getting at, Thaddeus?”

so much evil, he must have set up a way out

enough to scare but not enough to convict. We need further investigation, more witnesses to step forward. As

Arnold, “Hey, bro, he’s cueing you.”

“Ah? Oh, right,”