His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

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Evadne’s thoughts, entangled with sorrow, snapped to clarity with the utterance of those words. Things just couldn’t bear closer analysis. The more they thought about it, the more suspicious and plausible it seemed.

“We’ve gone over this before. Given Gary and Edith’s capabilities, there’s no way they could have found such formidable help. There’s definitely someone backing them up.”

Thaddeus‘ eyes shone with a piercing gaze as he analyzed coolly, “What if it’s Avery, looking to set a trap and take his revenge? It’s certainly not out of the question.

Besides, Aaron mentioned earlier that the hitman is likely a foreigner. Avery’s been entrenched in Helgen for years. Recruiting such an individual to clear the mess for Gary and them shouldn’t be too difficult.”

*Revenge? If Avery wanted revenge, it would be against us! What does he have to do with Jareth and Marilla?”

Evadne’s anger was palpable, “He’s got a full belly meddling in the Fairhaven Group affairs now?!”

“Marilla is my sister, my blood. Jareth, my best friend.”

Thaddeus pulled at his lips, suppressing the anger in his hoarse voice, “Evadne, do you get it now?”

Out of respect for Marilla’s presence, some things were better left unsaid.

Avery, capable of monstrous acts, oscillating between a wolf in sheep’s clothing and a cold–blooded devil, would likely lash out at those close to Thaddeus if his direct revenge failed.

He knew Jareth’s soft spot was Marilla.

He’d gladly hand over a weapon to the Fairhaven Group, play them against each other, and shatter the bond between Jareth and Marilla, forcing Thaddeus to taste the agony of losing loved ones!

This empathetic pain was like a dull knife carving into Thaddeus‘ flesh. Evadne caught her breath, and then cast another doubt after a moment of contemplation.

“Thaddeus, your analysis makes some sense. But the circumstances differ each time. Does Snakey Avery need to repeat the same trick? He kept a woman who looks like me around to plot against you, to confuse and distract. Why send an assassin who looks exactly like Hubery? There’s no need. And Avery’s cautious in his dealings. If he used the same ploy twice, wouldn’t it be easy for people to link it back to him? Would he be that foolish, leaving us clues on purpose?”

Thaddeus‘ analysis isn’t without merit.”

Aaron’s eyes were cold and sharp, reclaiming his usual Captain Ashbourne demeanor, “Using the Fairhaven Group, targeting Jareth, Avery has the motive. But Evadne is right about one thing: there’s no need to plant someone who looks like Hubery. Once that man shows his face, it could complicate matters, as it has now.”

Marilla, usually silent, suddenly spoke up, her watery eyes fixed anxiously on Aaron’s determined face, “Aaron, are you suggesting the person behind Jareth’s trouble might not be that young son from the Chambers family, there could be someone else?”

Evadne and Thaddeus were taken aback!

The old Marilla was cautious and lived humbly, seemingly naive and fragile. Jareth had always sheltered her like a precious flower in a greenhouse, but actually she was perceptive and clear–sighted.

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clear eyes, a tender smile curving his lips, though his heart felt bittersweet, “It’s related to Avery, but the hitman might

it involved

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tangled and increasingly complex. So, was this a signal from that person to show himself? Could the man bearing a

The one controlling him, what kind of terrifying power player

didn’t stick around and

and Mrs. Abernathy escorted him to the door, but to their surprise, Marilla rushed out without even

“Aaron, wait!”

watched her approach, his heart fluttering; he quickly uttered, “You’ll catch a cold dressed like that; go back

cold; it’s okay.”

teddy bear pastries you brought

you liked them,” Aaron’s smile was

a rolled–up paper, “This is for you. Thanks for

caricature of him, whimsical yet capturing his essence, lively and endearing. He couldn’t

it really looks like you, Aaron!” Evadne leaned in to admire,

nodded, “It

could have done better,” Marilla looked embarrassed, feeling the modest gift

at all; it’s great, really great.”

composed, but his husky voice wavered with

crepes, handing them to Marilla with an attempt at nonchalance, yet his ears betrayed him, blushing furiously, “I saw it on my way over and couldn’t resist, so I bought one. I haven’t touched them;

eyes squinted meaningfully. Aaron was a top–notch foodie. How on earth had he managed to resist

would’ve been gobbled up in no time on the way home; he’d even chew on the box if he could.

especially for Marilla, just too bashful to present them until now.

Marilla’s somber eyes sparked with intrigue.

believe it, but despite being the heiress to a fortune, she

home by Frederic and Elspeth since childhood, chauffeured to school, rarely

such plebeian treats, so while Marilla had seen crepes,

unwrapped the treat and offered it to

the pastry. Tentatively,

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