His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 735

After a night of reckless indulgence, Glynnis was roused by a waitress in the bathroom of the club. Without even a moment to cleanse herself of the night’s debauchery, she slunk out the back door, with her head hung low.

As she emerged into the daylight, it was already the afternoon of the following day.

There was no way Glynnis could show her face at Windermere Estate in such disarray. So she made a beeline for her perennially reserved luxury suite at the Abernathy Hotel. There, she washed away the grime and the scent of men, while her mind was flickering with vivid memories of the previous night’s fervent encounter with the strapping male model.

Damn, that was one hell of a ride.

Too bad she hadn’t snagged his contact details. She definitely wanted a round two when she had the chance!

After cleaning up and slipping into the fresh clothes brought by room service, Glynnis transformed back into the polished Ms. Acacia and called for her driver to take her back to Windermere Estate.

The moment she stepped through the door, laughter and jovia

parlor.

“Are we expecting guests?” Glynnis asked the butler.

conversation wafted from the direction of the

“Yes, Miss. The Bartleys have come to visit with their son. Mr. Frederic is chatting with them now.”

Glynnis was taken aback, realizing that Alston, the fool, was seriously pursuing her sister, just as she had predicted.

She quickly tidied her hair and plastered on a genteel smile before entering the parlor.

“Daddy, I see we’re playing host,” she said as if she had stumbled upon the gathering by chance. “Oh, it’s Mr. and Mrs. Bartley, and Alston. Good afternoon, everyone.”

Frederic subtly scowled at the scent of alcohol on her, but maintained his composure in front of the guests.

of day even if their lives depended on it, offered her a half–hearted smile

eye, putting on an act of the

suitor.

who had been caught in a

Frederic, we’re so sorry to hear Marilla isn’t here today,” Mrs. Bartley chirped. “Alston brought her some

been shy around girls, blushing at the mere sight of them,” Mr. Bartley added with a chuckle, while giving his son an encouraging

a snort of laughter – the tension in the room

forehead beaded with sweat, fearing Glynnis would

secrets.

I went to the same school, and he truly is a diligent

gave Alston a knowing look, whose face had turned ashen, “Alston and Marilla would make a perfect match. He’d be an ideal son–in–law for the Abernathy- they’re well–matched in

darkened at

$10

their leave. “Mr. Frederic, once Marilla

Chapter 735

for the kids to meet,” Mrs. Bartley insisted, eager to secure the

seen in the news, my daughter’s mental

in the slightest. We don’t care at all,” Mr. Bartley interjected with a hearty laugh. “Alston’s been smitten with Marilla since their school days, and

fact, our Alston and your

twisted inside Glynnis.

sweethearts, indeed, but not with

seemed somewhat relieved

luxury car,,with the couple sitting on one side and

girl isn’t worthy of you, marrying her could benefit my campaign.

eyes filled

be able to cause trouble in the Bartley family. In a few years, if her condition worsens, you’ll be her primary guardian, and the Abernathy fortune will be at your disposal.”

Mrs. Bartley said, her eyes gleaming