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 this

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

indulged her once more. During their intimate moment, she clung to his shoulder, crying softly, insisting she’d get up early

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

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

they had been intimate the night before, she’d surely sleep in. That was exactly what he wanted. His delicate wife didn’t need to do anything for him, just stay home sweetly, waiting for him to come

of happiness he’d been chasing his

his sleeping beauty for a long while, the

kissed her tenderly, caressing her face and whispering “I love you” a few

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Jareth’s newly promoted secretary stood respectfully

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

greeted with a

fort; take

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

Mr. Fairhaven,” Lily nodded

Dean’s eyes gleamed

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

“ok” gesture and followed Mr. Fairhaven out.

sighed and smiled knowingly. All their efforts

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

started when

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

on the video monitor, a stranger’s face

had sharp, rugged features. When he looked straight at her, his eyes conveyed a masculine intensity

throbbed inexplicably. It was rare for

“Who are you?”

slowly, her hand even inching towards the concealed gun at her back.

with the Fairhaven Group.”

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

any such instructions, and without Mr. Fairhaven’s say–so,

on the gun in her hand, “Who the hell are

thin. He pulled something out of his pocket, slapped it onto the high–security keypad

a muffled bang! The

her arm, the barrel of her gun pointing straight at the

her

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

heart!

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

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