His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 708

It took a while for Matthew to react. Avery was here for a reckoning, and it was happening today!

The surprise etched on every face

the room was like a spotlight on Matthew’s frozen expression, Jeff included.

“Avery, what the hell are you on about?”

He’d seen his fair share of backstabbers, and Avery’s airy accusations weren’t going to ruffle him. With a gritted–teeth grin, he retorted, “Your mother was the one playing the field, Avery. What’s that got to do with me?”

*Just answer me this. Can you swear on your honor that you had nothing to do with my mother’s downfall?”

“Swear to you? Why would I owe you that? Who do you think you are?” Matthew wasn’t taking the bait.

Avery’s lips curled ever so slightly, his eyes swirling with a deadly storm, “Matthew, are you the one who always wanted to snatch the CEO title from my grip? Let’s make a wager. If you swear my mother’s downfall had nothing to do with you, I’ll hand over the CEO position to you.”

The room gasped in unison! Even Evadne and Thaddeus couldn’t hide their shock at Avery’s words.

To Avery, he had sought all means to finally get the CEO seat of the Chambers Group; there was no doubt it was his crown jewel. He was ready to slice off a piece of himself to gamble with Matthew, showing just how prepared he was to strike back.

“What do you mean ‘hand it over‘? That position was rightfully mine in the first place!” Matthew spat venomously, his anger boiling over at Avery’s smugness, “It’s you who used all sorts of dirty pools and snatched the position from me, so don’t pretend that is rightfully yours!”

“Fine, it’s yours. But not only will I give it back, I’ll leave the Chambers Group and go back to Helgen.”

Avery’s eyes flashed crimson, “Do you dare accept?”

an all–or–nothing

mother’s issue, Snakey Avery had offered his last ounce of conscience, surrendering everything he’d fought for simply to honor

was a thorn deep in his

Jeff’s suspicions, and their ruthless abandonment that had

was now.

all this. If only Mrs. Camille Chambers hadn’t been framed, if only she could have stayed and raised her son, perhaps

what–ifs in life. A blackened heart never regained

crackling

unaware of the storm brewing around her. Matthew’s teeth ground together, but

all–in at poker! It had been so long since those events; evidence was likely long gone. So

to kneel before her and beg for forgiveness. Call a press conference, reveal all the plots you’ve laid against her,

words was laced with venom, “The mighty Chambers eldest son

won’t get what you want. Because

was a canvas of anger, flushing red then pale. More than the truth of his wife’s infidelity, he was outraged

past, Matthew was boldly accepting the challenge, escalating the affair to a point of no return. His mind must

eyes gleamed with mischief; he raised his hoarse voice, “Bring him in!”

moment, the ballroom doors creaked

dragging a shabby, disheveled middle–aged man before the crowd. The man

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as if cold, sniffling constantly.

with his worldly knowledge,

a hysterical scream, her eyes wide