His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 901

Avery found himself trapped in an interrogation room at the police station, a scenario that felt almost alien to him. It had been nearly a full day—a stark contrast to his life in Helgen, where he was practically untouchable, surrounded by sycophants and admirers. Back in his home country, he was the uncrowned king of the nightlife, ruling over The Velvet Haven with an iron fist. With his recent takeover of the Chambers Group, his power seemed limitless, his word law.

The trappings of power, wealth, and fame—all swirled around him, elevating him to dizzying heights. Now, reduced to a mere detainee, every second dragged on, an unbearable insult to his ego.

"How much longer before I can get out of here?" Avery lounged in the

uncomfortable chair, his legs crossed, the chilly glare from behind his gold-rimmed glasses could freeze hell over.

"Mr. Chambers, why the rush? We've got all the time in the world," replied Aaron, unfazed by Avery's imposing presence. "Besides, we've still got fifteen minutes before the 24-hour mark. Why would I let someone of your stature walk so easily? After all, it wasn't easy getting you here."

Inside, Aaron was a bundle of nerves, his heart pounding like a drum. With only ten minutes left before the drug test results were due, if Avery came back clean, not only would he have to release him, but catching him again would be near impossible.

"So, you just wanted some company, is that it? Hoping for a heart-to-heart?" Avery leaned back, his pale face a mask of frost, as he glanced at his watch, "Let's talk then. About how you and Evadne conspired against me."

Aaron felt a chill down his spine. "Avery, without evidence, your accusations hold no water."

to have coffee?" Avery crushed the paper cup in his hand, "But let me be honest, your station's coffee is

flared, as

are you trying to force a confession?" Avery's long, pale fingers crushed the paper cup into a tight ball, the veins on his hand bulging. "I'm telling you, I don't do drugs. Never have. Aaron, you'd better figure out how to explain this to your boss in the

he closed

not for the uniform, he might have lunged at Avery. Time ticked away,

the

Ashbourne, the test results

his heart racing. Avery's

"Positive!"

don't do drugs!" Aaron, holding the damning report, felt a surge of victory. "The law doesn't wrong the innocent nor spare the wicked. Your denials mean nothing against

realizing the implications, suspected the medication he'd been taking might be to blame. Panic and tremor seized him despite his attempt

anything!" Avery clenched his fists, his body

us," Aaron said, barely hiding his smirk. "But,