His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 720

Avery was stumped by the question.

“All you gotta do is give me the guy’s name, address, and a photo. The rest, keep it to yourself, Hans resumed taking sips of his

drink

Avery studied Hans’s face intently, a smile playing on his lips that didn’t quite reach his eyes, “You don’t need to off anyone. Just keep a guy in check so my people can do their thing; that’s all.”

“Got it. Send me the details when it’s time.”

With that, Hans downed his last shot, stood up, hands buried in his leather jacket pockets, and walked steadily towards the door.

After all that booze, the guy could still walk a straight line. Impressive.

Avery watched him go, “I’ve had a deluxe suite prepped for you. You can head up and crash.”

“Mr. Abernathy has already sorted my digs. I go by the boss’s playbook.”

The door slammed shut. Avery stood alone in the dim room, quickly pulling out his smartphone, and tapping a name into the search bar.

Old headlines popped up, but the face in the photos was crystal clear!

Just then, Elsie walked in, eyeing Avery’s trembling, controlled silhouette, and ventured cautiously, “Mr. Chambers, you alright?”

“Hahaha!”

Avery, staring at his phone, suddenly burst into eerie laughter, sending shivers down Elsie’s spine.

“Classic Mr. Abernathy. Is there anyone on this planet more capable than you?”

Avery collapsed onto the couch, laughing until he was gasping for air, his usually pale face flushed with excitement, “Thaddeus, just you wait, you’ve met your match!”

Elsie, witnessing his manic laughter, felt a chill creep over her. She had a hunch that Avery knew the hitman. And it seemed, they had history.

Recently, a series of major incidents had sent shockwaves through Elmsworth and Skyrim alike.

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Matthew was busted, the Chambers Group faced a public relations crisis that seemed beyond repair, and Jeff was hospitalized with a heart condition, with the media milking it for all it was worth the old man had “died” a few times over the past couple of weeks, at least according to the gossip blogs.

Over at the K Group, Evadne had taken the throne. Her first order of business as the new head honcho was to punish Bevis. Not only did she clean house for Emeric, but she also recouped his five million in hush money.

Though for the Ashbourne family, five million was pocket change, Evadne wasn’t about to let a backstabber like Bevis get off scot–free.

She donated every penny of the reclaimed five million to a charity foundation established in Thaddeus‘ mother’s name.

meeting was scheduled for this

early. By the time he was all groomed and dressed, Marilla was still snuggled up

During their intimate moment, she clung to his shoulder, crying softly, insisting she’d get up

for him, and/as his wife, she wanted to be prepared. But Jareth, while responding

left worn out in his arms, almost passed out

was exactly what he wanted. His delicate wife

kind of happiness he’d been

his sleeping beauty for a long while, the urge

in, he kissed her tenderly, caressing her face and whispering “I love you” a few times before reluctantly leaving

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Chapter 720

Lily and Jareth’s newly promoted secretary stood respectfully waiting for

needed reliable people

Both greeted with

fort; take good care of

with gravity “Contact me for anything Even during a

Fairhaven,” Lily

gleamed

on, make sure give Mr. Fairhaven your full support,” Lily

an “ok” gesture and followed Mr.

smiled knowingly. All their efforts were finally

longer, Lily went to the

started when the doorbell rang.

Fairhaven had forgotten something and doubled back, Lily hurriedly took off her apron and rushed

video monitor, a stranger’s

features. When he looked straight at her, his eyes conveyed a masculine intensity and an unsettling chill.

her pulse throbbed inexplicably. It was rare for anyone to intimidate her

“Who are you?”

hand even inching

with the Fairhaven Group.”

blunt, his face as expressionless as if he was reading from a script, “Per Mr. Fairhaven’s orders, I’m here to escort Ms. Marilla

received any such instructions, and without Mr. Fairhaven’s

her grip tightening on the gun in her hand,

waste words, his patience wearing thin. He pulled something out of his pocket, slapped it onto the high–security

was a muffled bang! The secure lock was

with ferocity as she raised her arm, the barrel of her gun pointing straight at

her finger tensed on the trigger, the man moved like lightning, kicking her

steak knife from the coffee table and launched herself at him,

heart!

struggle! Lily was no slouch; she’d been trained from a young

a dozen moves, she was already overpowered. He was a veritable killing machine. Lily narrowly dodged a couple of fatal moves but one lapse in concentration could mean