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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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,

not tiring. Your happiness is what matters the most.”

filled with gratitude as he looked over at Elvis,

made them nice and crispy.”

Pfff!

as a mouthful of fictional blood nearly sprayed into the fryer.

plates of golden, crispy fried chicken were served steaming hot.

sat neglected in a corner.

try some of my cooking!”

little sister’s eyes light up, “It’s been a while since I cooked for you. Let’s see if

her hands, took a big bite, and crunched happily.

is still as fantastic as ever!”

pleased smile spread across Elvis‘ lips.

to a

thanks to Elsie’s diversion, he’d managed to safely escape

Avery discovered everything she’d done? She had gone to Matthew to

and was wary of her status, after last night’s events, he found himself increasingly

about that woman.

couldn’t believe that anyone decent could be

seem all that

Evadne, don’t eat that!”

narrowed in alarm, but it

devoured his charred offerings, savoring them without a hint of

They’re not that

urged, capturing her hand, “You don’t have to force

with love. How could they not

of pretense, “Besides, what does it matter if they’re black or golden? Once they’re

and he couldn’t resist planting a

his chest and closed his

it

back to be the

grabbed her phone, “I’ve cooked up a storm here, and I can’t eat all this myself. Lucky for us, Arnold and Aaron are around. I’ll just holler

about to call them

was a subtle shift in Elvis‘ eyes, a darkening. “Tonight, I’ve come back with something important

long, Arnold and Aaron

couple gathered around the dinner table which had transformed into an impromptu

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big secret you’ve been keeping from us?” Arnold

so on edge because you

chicken bone at him.

easily dodged, and then he tossed a document–filled envelope onto the table.

all leaned

our brother? Inside this envelope is enough dirt to bring

Prosecutor Arnold and Captain Aaron’s radars went

the envelope and dumped

each picked up a portion and started reading. Shock and anger grew with

Starlight Foundation‘ under the Chambers Group, managed by Matthew, has raised over one million 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, he was setting up a Lioneletplace for

his eyes burned red with fury. “These girls just wanted a chance

trembled

him down when we dealt with Byron. I regret not doing it

He won’t be hopping around for much longer,” Arnold reassured, patting Aaron on

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 master of disguise, his

at, Thaddeus?” Evadne grabbed his

so much evil, he must have

it’s not the full picture. It’s enough to scare but not enough to convict. We need further investigation, more witnesses to step forward. As a prosecutor,

bro,

“Ah? Oh, right,”