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.

board meeting was scheduled

he was all groomed and dressed, Marilla was still snuggled up with her teddy bear, her

shoulder, crying softly, insisting

a big day for him, and/as his wife, she wanted to be prepared. But Jareth, while responding softly, ravaged

affair, Marilla was left worn out in his arms, almost passed out

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

was the kind of happiness he’d

gazed at his sleeping beauty for a long while, the urge rising within him again:

hold back. Leaning in, he kissed her tenderly, caressing her face and

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Chapter 720

Lily and Jareth’s newly promoted secretary stood respectfully

needed reliable people by his side, so she recommended her protégé, Dean, for the secretary job.

Fairhaven‘” Both greeted with

fort; take good care

black coat with Dean’s assistance, repeated his daily instruction with gravity “Contact me

Mr. Fairhaven,” Lily nodded

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

Fairhaven your full support,” Lily said, with fervent concern.

and

sighed and smiled knowingly. All their efforts were finally

would sleep in a while longer, Lily went to the kitchen to prepare a hearty breakfast

started when the

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

on the video monitor, a stranger’s

in a black suit, had sharp, rugged features. When he looked straight at her,

tightened abruptly; her pulse throbbed inexplicably. It was rare for anyone to

“Who are you?”

slowly, her hand even inching towards the concealed

the Fairhaven Group.”

expressionless as if he was reading from a script, “Per Mr.

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

tightening on the gun in

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

a few beeps, there was a muffled bang! The secure lock was blown to

her arm, the barrel of her gun

the trigger, the man moved like lightning, kicking her gun away with a spin kick that left her sweating cold beads of

catching her breath, Lily grabbed a steak knife from the coffee table and launched herself at him, aiming straight for his

heart!

slouch; she’d been trained from a young age in close–quarters combat,

killing machine. Lily narrowly dodged a couple of fatal moves but one lapse in concentration could