His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Gordon was fuming, but as much as he wanted to argue, he couldn't because every word she said was true.

Thaddeus's eyelids fluttered almost imperceptibly. He pressed his lips into a thin, unreadable line.

"If either of you have doubts about the medicine, or about my sincerity toward Mr. Thaddeus, there's an easy solution," Alexia said, her voice calm and fearless. "Take these pills and have them tested. If there's any issue, I'll take them myself."

She looked Gordon's way with perfect composure. "And please, thank my brother for me."

Thaddeus's gaze lingered on Alexia, warm but distant. "I'll take the medication," he said quietly. "But I have business to attend to, Dr. Alexia. You can go now."

"In that case, I won't keep you any longer, Mr. Thaddeus. If you feel unwell, contact me right away."

With that, Alexia turned and strode toward the door.

Just then, Thaddeus spoke, his voice low and steady. "Mr. Gordon, I'll attend the charity event this weekend."

Gordon's face lit up with delight. "Excellent, Mr. Thaddeus! I'll make the arrangements at once."

Alexia shot Gordon a sly, sidelong glance, then swept out of the room.

The moment the door closed, Thaddeus's handsome features hardened. He snatched up the pills from his desk and tossed them into the trash without a second thought.

"Mr. Thaddeus, you've finally come to your senses?!" Gordon was nearly overcome with joy. He'd been half afraid Thaddeus had been bewitched by that pale fox of a woman.

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