Chapter 717

Thaddeus gently cradled Evadne’s chin, his lips descending upon hers, dissolving the rouge that had ensnared his very soul.

Their fervent kiss traced the contours of her lips, tasting an incomparable sweetness. As passion threatened to surge uncontrollably, they parted by tacit agreement.

Thaddeus gazed at Evadne’s flushed cheeks and dewy lips, a satisfied smile spreading across his face, “Now, your lips are more delicate than any blossom.”

You’re just too much. Either kissing or making love. Give me a break sometimes, will ya?” Evadne nestled into his embrace, her fingertips playfully pressed against his chiseled chest – a gesture she found irresistibly flirtatious.

Each poke, each touch, seemed to lift even the darkest of moods a little indulgence she couldn’t resist.

“So, I want to kiss, I want to make love. Will you give it to me?” Thaddeus whispered into her ear, his voice husky with desire.

Evadne’s shoulders tensed ever so slightly, her flushed cheeks providing the only answer he needed.

The couple snuggled on the couch, admiring a vibrant bouquet of roses, savoring this cozy moment of bliss.

“Thanks to you for uncovering Bevis‘ Achilles‘ heel – his tax evasion schemes – it forced him to cough up that five million he owed.” Evadne’s fingers teased his jawline, her eyes sparkling in admiration, “You’ve indeed lightened my load.”

As she spoke, she looped her arms around his neck and planted a playful kiss on his cool, thin lips, “Tonight, you shall be handsomely rewarded.”

“Thank you, my queen,” he murmured, his tone rich and velvety.

Thaddeus, usually so stoic, was putty in Evadne’s hands. She was playful, and he was always there to join in the fun.

“You’re quite the charmer, aren’t you?” Evadne traced his smiling lips, “Deviously charming, but I like it.”

“Bevis has been exiled from the K Group and saddled with a debt of five million.”

Thaddeus held her hand gently, “Is this where we stop, Evadne?”

“Stop?” Evadne scoffed, her eyes alight with mischief, “You hit where it hurts the most. Do you think I’d let that scoundrel off so easily?”

Pressing his lips, Thaddeus found her words amusing.

be. But in the

a stake in them

you want him to bleed more?” His eyes narrowed slightly, “It’s

he wants to stay safe.” She shook her slender

then, a

“Gordon, what’s up?”

sent lawyers and his secretary

hint of concern, “Nothing’s going to go awry that lets the Chambers Group find a loophole

Matthew is in a checkmate position;

a final

turnaround.”

about to shift again. Some viper, squirming in its dark pit,

turned stormy as he reviewed the share

truly not going to see Mr. Matthew Chambers one last time?” His secretary asked tentatively.

the man behind bars was not his own

than a serpent’s. They experienced the gamut of human emotions, but after hate, after anger, they would quickly detach themselves from grief and re–immerse in the games of power, as if endless scheming

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could warm their

flinched, “Exactly

snapped, “Spit

Matthew Chambers said bringing that bitch into the family was the

“Fricking bullshit!”

onto the bed, his eyes blazing with fury, “I trusted him unconditionally, elevating him to the head of

of that night at the banquet, of how that beast had schemingly treated his wife, and had deceived him for years, leading to his current disgrace, the collapse of the Chambers Group. He barely contained his impulse to charge in the cell and execute

return from Helgen to Elmsworth wasn’t to aid you. He’s been

matter, the secretary dared not alter such a message; he couldn’t only relay the words precisely, “It seems the downfall of Mr. Matthew Chambers and Ms. Bertha Chambers was orchestrated by the Ashbourne family ostensibly, but Mr. Avery Chambers was actually behind it all. Now that your three children have fallen,

tensed, his face draining of color as if he had seen a ghost. At that moment, he started to recall, the Chambers Group was in turmoil, with one disaster after another pummeling it as if a

in the dark. Jeff had blindly believed the slanderous lies and exile the mother and son to the bleak

ran down Jeff’s spine. The faint traces of guilt in his heart were rapidly overwhelmed by

Avery’s delicate features were shadowed with a chilling darkness, his usually warm eyes now a swirling mix of sinister

hands. But it was too late; Avery had

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