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.

premises, the board meeting was scheduled for

up bright and early. By the time he was all groomed and dressed, Marilla was still snuggled up with her teddy bear, her cherubic face a picture of

had indulged her once more. During their intimate moment, she clung to his shoulder, crying

and/as his wife, she wanted to be prepared. But

worn out

in. That was exactly what he wanted. His delicate wife didn’t

was the kind of happiness he’d been chasing his whole

his sleeping beauty for a long while, the

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

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promoted secretary stood respectfully waiting for

had become Marilla’s full–time personal assistant and bodyguard. Mr. Fairhaven needed reliable people by his side, so she recommended her

greeted with a

the fort; take good care

instruction with gravity “Contact me for anything Even during a meeting, it doesn’t matter. Nothing’s more

Mr. Fairhaven,” Lily

we’re off,” Dean’s eyes gleamed as he looked at Lily.

make sure give Mr. Fairhaven your full support,” Lily said, with fervent concern.

an “ok” gesture and followed

smiled knowingly. All their efforts were

went to the kitchen to prepare

gotten started when the doorbell

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

the video monitor, a stranger’s

features. When he looked straight at her,

throbbed inexplicably. It was rare for anyone to intimidate

“Who are you?”

stepped back slowly, her hand

with the

was reading from a script, “Per Mr. Fairhaven’s orders, I’m here to escort

any such instructions, and without Mr. Fairhaven’s say–so, nobody

the gun in

to waste words, his patience wearing thin. He pulled something out

a muffled bang! The secure lock was

raised her arm, the barrel of her

as her finger tensed on the trigger, the man moved like lightning, kicking her gun away with a spin kick that left her sweating cold beads of pain.

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

heart!

struggle! Lily was no slouch; she’d been trained from a young age in close–quarters combat, the kind only professional

dozen moves, she was already overpowered. He was a veritable killing machine. Lily narrowly