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His Ex wife is a billionaire Chapter 553

    <b>Chapter </b><b>553 </b>


    Jack’s <b>victory </b>in the Byron case was a triumph indeed.


    Though <b>both </b><b>Evadne </b><b>and </b><b>Thaddeus </b>came <b>from </b>wealthy dynasties and <b>possessed </b><b>extraordinary </b><b>talents</b><b>, </b><b>life </b>was <b>no </b><b>fairy </b><b>tale</b>. With <b>the </b><b>deep</b><b>–</b><b>rooted </b><b>Chambers </b><b>Corporation </b>throwing <b>obstacles </b><b>in </b><b>their </b><b>path</b><b>, </b><b>it </b><b>took </b><b>considerable </b>effort and time <b>to </b><b>topple </b><b>the </b><b>domineering </b><b>Bertha </b><b>and </b><b>cunning </b><b>Byron</b>.


    But the oue <b>was </b>worth <b>celebrating</b><b>, </b><b>and </b><b>all </b>that <b>hard </b><b>work </b><b>had </b>paid <b>off</b><b>. </b>


    <b>They </b>were <b>in </b><b>high </b><b>spirits </b>tonight, giving their <b>housekeeper </b>Alva the <b>evening </b><b>off </b>to whip up a <b>celebratory </b><b>dinner </b>themselves. <b>“</b>Mr. and Mrs. Abernathy<b>, </b><b>you’re </b><b>too </b>kind, giving me <b>days </b><b>off </b><b>left </b>and right <b>and </b><b>paying </b><b>me </b>so generously. <b>I’m </b>feeling <b>a </b>bit <b>guilty </b><b>like </b>I’m making <b>money </b><b>in </b>my <b>sleep</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>


    .


    Alva chuckled <b>from </b>the <b>kitchen </b>doorway<b>, </b><b>admiring </b><b>Thaddeus</b>‘ impressive knife skills as <b>he </b>prepped vegetables beside Evadne, <b>“</b><b>Gosh</b>, Mr. <b>Abernathy</b><b>, </b><b>you’re </b><b>so </b>good at cooking<b>. </b><b>You </b><b>used to </b>be <b>all </b>thumbs <b>around </b>the house<b>, </b><b>and </b>now look <b>at </b><b>you</b><b>, </b>slicing <b>and </b>dicing like a pro<b>.</b><b>” </b>


    “All thanks to Evadne’s fine training<b>.” </b><b>Thaddeus </b>replied, his attention divided between the <b>vegetables </b>and Evadne. His eyes <b>sparkled </b>with adoration<b>. </b>


    “Hey, <b>Thad</b><b>, </b>how many times <b>do </b><b>I </b>have to tell <b>you </b>to focus when you’re chopping?” Evadne teased<b>, </b><b>her </b>focus never wavering from the <b>sizzling </b>pan, “You want to give your fingers <b>a </b>taste of the chopping board?”


    <b>Thaddeus </b>pressed <b>his </b>l*ps together, pulling his gaze away from Evadne’s stern yet striking profile <b>to </b>concentrate on his cutting board.


    Alva held back a giggle.


    Thaddeus was truly tamed only by Evadne.


    “Alva<b>, </b>we were thinking of keeping you for dinner, but since you’ve got ns with your girlfriends, we wouldn’t want to keep you from a fun night out,” Evadne said, turning to smile brightly at Alva, “Have a st.”


    “Will do, Mrs. Abernathy!”


    With a bounce in her step, Alva left for her evening ns.


    “Have you seen Gordon today?” Evadne mused as she ted the dishes, a puzzled expression crossing her face, “Wasn’t he supposed to join us for dinner to celebrate?”


    “He’s been out not just today but almost every evening this past week,” Thaddeus said, helping her with the dishes. A smile tugged at his l*ps, “Ever since Ms. Higgins cleared your name at the precinct, Gordon hasn’t stopped talking about it. I appreciate her help, of course, but if I have to listen to him one more time, I think I’ll go mad.”


    “I see,” Evadne chuckled, deciding not to delve further.


    “I’ll call him toe back.”


    Just as Thaddeus reached for his phone, Evadne stopped him, “No need. I know where he’s been sneaking off to. Let him be.”


    Thaddeus asked, “Where’s he been going?”


    Evadne fed him, her smile knowing, “Silly, you really don’t understand him at all. Gordon has found himself a springtime romance.” Under the moonlit willow tree, Gordon stood alone outside the Higgins family building, his left hand holding a bouquet of flowers, his right a tastefully wrapped gift. He gazed up at the small, bright window, his heart heavy with hesitation and the delicate lcs in his grasp.


    Inside, Beverly and her mother had just finished a cozy homemade dinner,plete with a cute birthday cake. It was Beverly’s birthday and, with Byron finally brought to justice, she couldn’t have asked for a better gift.


    As they prepared to cut the cake, there was a knock at the door. Beverly opened it to find their neighbor, Beatrice.


    <b>“</b>Grandma Beatrice! You’re out of the hospital. How are you feeling?” Beverly greeted her warmly.


    “Sweetheart, I’ve got something worrisome to tell you,” Beatrice said, her expression a mix of concern and seriousness, “I saw a man in a suit loitering around downstairs, and it gave me an uneasy feeling.”


    “A man in <b>a </b>suit?” Beverly’s delicate features tensed with surprise.


    “Yes, that rascal who came with that young couple to see youst time. It’s him. Always up to no good, that one,” Grandma Beatrice dered.


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    07.47


    At her words<b>, </b><b>Beverly’s </b><b>heart </b>lurched<b>, </b>and she <b>darted </b>out the door <b>without </b>a second thought.


    Gordon, defeated <b>by </b><b>his </b><b>own timidity</b><b>, </b><b>was </b>about <b>to </b><b>leave </b>when <b>a </b>sweet<b>, </b><b>soft </b><b>voice </b><b>called </b><b>out</b><b>, </b>“Mr. <b>Gordon</b><b>!</b>”


    He turned <b>to </b><b>see </b><b>Beverly</b><b>, </b><b>her </b>hair <b>tied </b><b>up </b>with <b>a </b>pencil and dressed <b>in </b>a <b>bunny</b><b>–</b>themed apron, rushing toward him. “Ms. Higgins, good evening.”


    His heart <b>skipped </b><b>a </b><b>beat</b><b>, </b><b>the </b>gloom lifting <b>from </b><b>his </b><b>face </b><b>as </b><b>he </b><b>awkwardly </b><b>handed </b><b>her </b><b>the </b><b>flowers </b>and gift<b>. </b>


    “Happy Birthday<b>!</b><b>” </b>


    Beverly’s <b>neart </b>fluttered, but she <b>only </b><b>epted </b><b>the </b><b>flowers</b><b>, </b><b>recognizing </b>the <b>gift </b>as <b>too </b>extravagant for <b>her </b><b>to </b>keep.


    “<b>Thank </b>you for <b>the </b>flowers, Mr. Gordon. But I <b>can’t </b>ept the gift<b>,” </b>she said <b>gently</b><b>, </b><b>“</b><b>I </b>know you’re doing this because I <b>helped</b>, well, because of Ms. Evadne. <b>What </b><b>I </b>did <b>was </b><b>nothing</b>, especially <bpared </b>to how kind she and Mr. <b>Abernathy </b>have <b>been </b><b>to </b><b>me</b><b>.” </b>


    Ovee with emotion<b>, </b>Beverly’s voice <b>wavered</b><b>, </b><b>and </b><b>tears </b>began <b>to </b>well <b>up </b><b>in </b>her eyes.


    <b>Gordon </b>couldn’t hold back his fiery emotions any longer<b>, </b>his eyes brimming <b>with </b><b>tears </b><b>as </b>he pulled <b>her </b>into <b>his </b><b>embrace</b>. <b>His </b>once empty <b>heart </b>was suddenly <b>filled </b><b>to </b>the brim <b>with </b>her presence.


    Their hearts<b>, </b>resonating with a <b>powerful </b><b>intensity</b><b>, </b>thumped against each other, nearly shattering <b>the </b>lcs <b>nestled </b><b>between </b>them.


    <b>“</b><b>Mr. </b><b>Gordon</b>.” Beverly called out to him <b>with </b>flushed cheeks<b>, </b>melting his heart into <b>a </b>tender mess.


    “Everything I’ve done has nothing to do with Mr. Abernathy or <b>Mrs. </b>Abernathy.”


    <b>Gordon’s </b>warm breath brushed her ear, his impulse like none he’d ever felt before, making him hold her tighter with a resolve not to let go, “Everything I’ve done was for you. Ms. Higgins, I missed you, so I came to see you.”


    The table was <b>set </b>with fine food and wine, and all the guests had arrived.


    Their love nest buzzed with activity, as vibrant as a New Year celebration.


    Evadne wrapped her arm around Mari, chatting with Jason, the sweet couple in the living room.


    <b>She </b>had also invited Cassius and Dr. Bright, but when <b>she </b>called, Cassius said he was busy and wouldn’t make it.


    However, just as the call ended, she distinctly heard Chasel’s seductive whisper, <b>“</b>Cassius, my back aches, give it a rub, will you?”


    “Lie down.”


    Evadne was shocked, her mind conjuring images that needed to be censored.


    So Cassius really was too busy toe.


    Or


    was he just avoiding being the third wheel?


    Jareth felt too awkward to join in, leaving him to mingle with Thaddeus.


    Upon entering the dining room and seeing Thaddeus with rolled–up sleeves and an apron tied around his waist, Jareth couldn’t help but burst intoughter, “Thaddeus, have you turned into the domestic god? Evolved, have you? Not only in bed but now in the kitchen too<b>.” </b>


    “Jealous, are you jealous?” Thaddeus replied coolly, wiping his hands on the apron with practiced ease.


    “Not at all. Why would I? I’ve got a Michelin–star chef at home. Why would I bother with this?” Jareth replied with disdain.


    In truth, Jareth was very fond of Mari.


    “If the sky falls, your diamond–hard mouth will hold it up,” Thaddeus retorted, unbothered by the mockery.


    “Hey, spice up your night with Evadne, do something exciting,” Jareth nudged him, his eyes narrowing mischievously, “Just wear the apron, nothing else. See how she reacts. With your muscr b*dy, man, I guarantee she’d want you right then and there.”


    Thaddeus’s cheeks flushed, his voice husky with embarrassment, he growled, “Get lost!”


    Back <b>in </b>the living room, it was all warmth andughter.


    “Nydia, this is for you.”


    Mari’s cheeks were rosy as she handed over a bouquet of fragrant lilies to Nydia, her expression full of admiration, “You and Evadne, both of you are my idols. One day, I want to be brave like you.”


    “Stop it.” They eximed in unison.


    Nydia, fearing Mari might get the wrong idea, quickly rified, “Mari, I’m so happy you look up to me. But what I’ve been


    <b>2/3 </b>


    07:47


    through. I hope you never have to <b>face </b>it.


    If possible, I wish Evadne<b>, </b><b>Thaddeus</b>, and <b>Jareth </b>could <b>protect </b>you forever. <b>No </b><b>need </b><b>to </b><b>be </b>brave<b>, </b><b>no </b><b>need </b>for risks<b>, </b><b>and </b><b>that’s </b>what we all <b>want </b><b>to </b>see<b>.” </b>


    “Okay<b>.</b><b>” </b>


    Mari scratched her <b>head</b><b>, </b><b>adorably </b>confused<b>, </b><b>endearing </b><b>her </b><b>even more </b><b>to </b><b>Nydia</b>.


    Even <b>though </b><b>they </b>were close in <b>age</b><b>, </b>Mari <b>still </b>gave <b>off </b><b>the </b>vibe of an innocent young girl, making Nydia want <b>to </b><b>k*ss </b><b>her</b>.


    Nydia <b>cupped </b>Mari’s face and nted <b>a </b>firm k*ss on her <b>soft </b><b>l*ps</b>.


    Mari’s <b>face </b><b>turned </b>crimson<b>. </b>


    Her <b>l*ps </b><b>had </b>only been touched <b>by </b><b>Jareth </b>before.


    <b>She </b>hadn’t expected <b>a </b><b>k*ss </b><b>from </b>the beautiful Nydia to feel <b>so </b>wonderful.


    Their k*ss brought <b>joy </b><b>to </b>them, but it left Jareth and Jason with <b>a </b>sour taste <b>in </b><b>their </b>eyes.


    True love <b>was </b><b>even </b>if Mari k*ssed a girl<b>, </b>he would feel jealous.


    “Alright<b>, </b>everyone’s here. Let’s sit down and <b>eat</b>, see how Thaddeus’s cooking turns out,” Evadne said, linking her arm <b>with </b>Thaddeus and resting her head sweetly on his shoulder.


    Nydia pped, “Thaddeus can cook<b>? </b>That’s impressive. Evadne’s got it made.”


    Mari pped along. “Thaddeus’s amazing.”


    Jason and Jareth were speechless.


    Thaddeus was setting the bar too high. It seemed like learning to cook was bing a necessity.


    “Evadne! Starting dinner without us? The family bond’s getting thin.”


    With that, two striking figures entered the living room. It was Arnold and themendable Aaron.


    Aaron’s eyes instantly found Mari, sitting demurely like a porcin doll on the sofa, and he couldn’t help but smile.


    Jareth’s heart tightened defensively as he wrapped his arms around Mari.


    “It seems like you’re ready to forget all your brothers,” Arnoldined.


    “She forgot us today, and will the others be far behind?” Aaron sighed dramatically.


    Evadne blinked, then whispered to Thaddeus, “Arnold, the walking stomach, is here. Do we have enough food?”


    He paused, thenughed softly, embracing her closer.


    “We’ve got plenty.”
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