His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 925

"I won't let the fire touch you," I promised, trying to ease the tension crackling between us like an unseen flame.

"It's not myself I'm worried about, it's you!" Harvey had his evidence for self- preservation, sure, but at this moment, his concern for Avery was genuine.

Human nature, always a complex beast.

"What's there to fear? Over the years, I've faced horrors, committed sins, and dwelled in the shadows," Avery said, his voice barely above a whisper. His pale, trembling eyelids lowered as he reached out with his slender, clean hands, grasping at the air as if chasing butterflies, yet catching nothing.

After a moment, his arms fell to his sides, fists clenched yet powerless. "Now, all I wish for is to see Evadne again in this lifetime."

*

The hitman was caught, and Mrs. Jones was safely transferred to a hospital under the KS Group's care.

returning, Elvis used his hacking skills to trace the owner of the phone number and the source of the messages in just a few hours—a task completed more efficiently than by

early hours. On the bedroom floor, a man's trousers, shirt, and belt were entangled with a woman's dress and stockings, the room filled with an intimate

lay in Thaddeus's embrace, her fair skin glowing against his sturdy chest. Their cheeks were flushed with post-coital bliss, and they slept soundly, exhausted from days of meticulous planning

desires until she no longer had

on the nightstand began to ring, one ring

battlefield, only ever found restful slumber with Evadne in his arms. He opened his eyes

heart

could watch her forever

something urgent, yet not wanting to wake Evadne, Thaddeus reached over her to grab the phone, seeing it was Elvis calling. He tiptoed to the living room

"Elvis, it's me."

Elvis's voice was

fine, Evadne's

couch, his silk robe falling open to reveal his chiseled abs. "Spill it, Elvis. What's