His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 693

Leaving the villa, Evadne and Thaddeus settled into the car, a prolonged silence enveloping them.

Finally, it was Evadne who broke the silence.

“Thaddeus, I think I’m going home tonight. You have to go on a trip early tomorrow, right? Don’t bother coming back, head to Windermere Estate, or you can stay at my place.”

Thaddeus, his mind heavy with thoughts of Jareth, furrowed his brow and agreed.

“All right, I’ll drop you off at Silverlake Harbor. I’ll come see you tomorrow night.”

They shared a tender kiss goodbye outside her house in Silverlake Harbor.

It was only after watching the little lady enter the door that Thaddeus, with a heavy heart, took out his phone to call Gordon.

“What’s the situation at the hospital?”

“The boy died of excessive blood loss. His parents are somewhat influential in Elmsworth; they’re threatening to take this to the end. The real trouble is the cops are involved now. If they trace it back to someone associated with the Fairhaven group, it’ll be difficult to handle.”

Gordon’s usual cheekiness was replaced by a rare gravity. “But I followed your instructions and carefully inquired with Lily. Mr. Jareth never meant for killing that boy. It was his heavy-handed subordinates–even if they avoided the vitals, who could survive a ten times of stabs? Still, that boy had it coming. Didn’t we check on him? He was practically a walking disaster; a real Byron reincamate!”

“The cops will turn over every stone.”

Thaddeus mused, and after a few seconds of contemplation, he commanded in a chilly tone. “Stay in close touch with Lily. Money is not the issue. The priority is to silence the person from the Fairhaven group involved, clear any links to the group, and have him turn himself in immediately. No matter the cost, we cannot let this trace back to Jareth in any way. Got it?”

Gordon inhaled sharply. “Got it

Back home, Evadne’s face was a canvas of worry.

Just then, Suri came through the living room, carrying a bowl of chicken soup intended for Emeric.

“Evadne, you’re back.”

you say he returned. Is

nodded emphatically. “Yes, he’s here. Went down to the wine cellar. You need

I just missed Aaron

was a haven of peace

entered, Aaron was sitting under the kaleidoscopically lit glass lamp, pouring himself a

truth, Evadne always thought Aaron was the son

never bothered with the suits and ties like his older brothers, yet even in sackcloth, his aristocracy couldn’t be masked; covered in mud, he still shone.

once unleashed, would either be a calamity to the nation or a bane to the people.

called out

as if from a dream, Aaron’s gaze snapped into focus, lifting his eyes

for a drink?”

gaze landed on the familiar box of bear–claw pastries

doesn’t have much of

pause, Aaron’s lips curled into a faint smile. “Occasionally I crave it too. The bear–claw pastries, quite

bear–claw pastries, or is it a case of looking at the

seat across from him, the deeper meaning in her words

a moment, Aaron’s face lit up with a bright, open smile. “Evadne,

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saw Marilla

caused a flicker in Aaron’s heart, but he remained composed. “How

his calm demeanor, every word

speak openly, I won’t beat around the bush.”

solemn. “Do you have feelings for

glass tightened, his knuckles whitening, a hint of warmth creeping into the corners of his

I do. But I’m a rational man, there is an appropriate and inappropriate time to have feelings for someone. Marilla and Jareth are in love and discussing about marriage. So my feelings are inappropriate.”

Aaron,

forced a casual smile and picked up a pastry, offering it to his sister. Evadne felt a