<b>Chapter </b><b>690 </b>
Elva’s moisture eyes were filled with confusion, but she eventually took the document handed to her.
Fl*pping through the pages, perusing details carefully, her heart raced, and she abruptly stood up!
“This is?<b>” </b>
“This is the kidney match Thaddeus found for your father,” Evadne said, her voice as soft as if she were consoling a friend. “Kidney donors are hard toe by. You’ve been searching for a long time <i>and </i>should know howplicated the process is. Many people with deep pockets can’t even find apatible kidney, and even if they do have one forcibly transnted, the b*dy might reject it, leading to all sorts of adverse reactions, and the kidney would likely fail before long. Mr. Thaddeus has pulled every string to find this donor.”
Elva’s gaze clung to the lifesaving documents in her hands, letting her tears fall onto the paper, soaking the ck ink.
“Ms. West, your filial duty is
“What do you want me to do?”
whispered, her hands trembling non–stop as they gripped the document.
Evadne’s deep eyes seemed to ze
torment.”
an invisible fire, her words deliberate, “Ms. West<b>, </b>we want to help you escape from <b>your </b>
Knowing that Ms. Evadne was close with Camille, Elva realized that she must have known about the domestic abuse she suffered. She felt a surge of humiliation, and her pale face gradually flushed with shame, “You just want to use this as leverage, to expose the domestic abuse or spy on him for you, to help take him down. Ms. Evadne, you don’t have to sugarcoat using me.” Thaddeus‘ brow furrowed; he realized this seemingly fragile woman wasn’t as easily swayed as she appeared.
“Using? Perhaps.”
Evadne admitted with a clearugh. “But if we both benefit and avoid harm, it’s not using, but cooperating. Ms. West, Mr. Thaddeus, and I would like to propose a cooperation with you. Would that be possible?<b>” </b>
Elva’s eyes slowly lifted to meet those of the earnest<b>, </b>beautiful woman before her, her heart pounding fiercely.
It had been so long since she had felt respected.
Whether it was outsiders or the servants of the Chambers family, they openly called her “Mrs. Chambers” and “the young mistress,” but behind her back, they showed no respect, treating her as a marginalized pawn of the Chambers Group, to be disposed at Matthew’s whim<b>. </b>
When Evadne addressed her as “Ms. West,” it warmed her cold blood.
For a moment, she felt herself returning back to her days as a young girl<b>, </b>being the treasured daughter of the West family, cherished by her parents and brother. Those were the happiest days of her <b>life</b>.
“I want to go home. I want to go back to the old days,” Elva murmured, choking back sobs.
Evadne’s <b>heart </b>warmed, “<b>If </b>you’re willing, we can help you break free from the Chambers Group. You can go home and return to your former life<b>.</b><b>” </b>
<b>Clutching </b>the documents to her chest tightly, Elva asked, “What do I <b>need </b><b>to </b><b>do </b>before you’ll help my father get the <b>transnt</b><b>?</b><b>” </b>Thaddeus, with his <b>deep</b><b>–</b>set eyes, said, “Domestic violence is a family <b>skeleton</b><b>, </b>and as the <b>direct </b>victim<b>, </b><b>speaking </b><b>it </b><b>out </b>will surely bring <b>you </b><b>a </b>lot <b>of </b><b>trouble</b>. You <b>could </b>use <b>it </b>as a weapon <b>to </b>fight back or choose to remain silent.”
Elva was surprised.
It was just a transaction<b>, </b><b>but </b><b>they </b>were <b>still </b>considerate <b>of </b>her feelings.
“Ms. West, you’ve been married <b>to </b>Matthew for years<b>; </b><b>you </b>must <b>know </b>some of his dark secrets. Tell us the clues, provide <b>as </b>much evidence as possible, and we <b>can </b><b>investigate </b>in secret<b>. </b>
We promise <b>to </b><b>protect </b>your safety and keep <b>our </b>cooperation with <b>you </b><b>from </b>Matthew. <b>In </b>return, I will deliver the matching kidney to Elmsworth within <b>three </b><b>days </b><b>and </b><b>immediately </b>arrange transnt <b>surgery </b>for your father<b>,” </b>Evadne offered sincerely<b>, </b>with every detail considered.
Elva stared at her intently<b>, </b><b>asking </b><b>softly</b><b>, </b><b>“</b><b>And </b>I <b>suppose </b><b>I’ll </b>need <b>to </b>sign some agreement, a contract?”
“Bring it here. I’ll sign <b>it </b>now.”
Evadne shook her head <b>with </b>a smile, “No need<b>.</b><b>” </b>
Thaddeus watched the serene face of his little wife with surprise.
As a seasoned businessman, as wise as he was, he couldn’t decipher her intentions with this move.
“No need? Ms. Evadne, are you sure?”
Elva looked at her incredulously, <b>“</b>Aren’t you afraid that, after the surgery, I might suddenly change my mind and refuse to help you? Aren’t businessmen like you most concerned about having a written record of agreements<b>?</b><b>” </b>
“I’m doing this to let you know, whether we conduct a transaction or not is entirely up to you, Ms. West.”
Evadne said calmly, her red l*ps curved into aforting smile, “If you sign, it’s a transaction. If not, consider it a battle fought for yourself and your family, a glorious revenge.
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Even if after the surgery, you decide to return to the Chambers family due to the overwhelming pressure, I won’t me you.
After all, I’m a doctor myself<b>, </b>andpassion is my calling. Besides, Mr. West was my second brother’s mentor. Consider this as paying my brother’s debts of gratitude.”
Hearing this,
St <i>W </i>us, an observer, was deeply moved, let alone Elva.
Evadne was never to be underestimated. She indeed carried with her the demeanor of a queen.
For Elva, years of suppressed anger, humiliation, defiance, and pain, now transformed into torrents of tears, breaking forth from her
eyes.
She sobbed and threw herself into Evadne’s
“s,
holding back until she could no longer, and then she cried out loud.
Leaving the hospital, Thaddeus kept a firm arm around Evadne all along. They silently agreed to the quiet on the way back.
It wasn’t until they were back in the car that Evadne’s tense emotions rxed. She leaned into the man’s warm chest. Resting her forehead against his broad shoulder, she began to cry softly.
Hearing her delicate sobs, Thaddeus‘ breathing grew heavy<i>, </i>and his hand gently stroked her back, his heart growing tender and
soft.
“My darling,” he cooed indulgently, his l*ps slightly parting as he nipped on her <b>ear</b><b>, </b>“You used to be this fearless powerhouse of a woman. Why have you be more prone to tears now?<b><i>” </i></b>
“Tsk, I don’t <b>cry in </b>front of others<b>, </b>only in front of you is that not allowed?”
Evadne retorted coquettishly, pulling at his tie to dab at her tears, “Just like how in those ssic novels, the fiery heroine only shows her tender side to her one true love.”
“Of course, it’s allowed.”
Thaddeus‘ heated breath enveloped her ear, his voice so husky that it sent shivers down her <b>spine</b><b>, </b>“But remember, from now <b>on</b>, you <b>can </b>only <b>cry </b>in front of me.”
With a haughty sniff, <b>Evadne </b>snuggled <b>back </b>into <b>his </b>embrace<b>, </b>“I <b>can’t </b><b>believe </b>I <b>shed </b><b>tears </b>over Elva’s troubles, Thaddeus. You must think I’m <b>so </b><b>weak </b>and <b>silly</b>:”
<b>“</b>Not <b>at </b><b>all</b><b>, </b><b>my </b>wife is incredibly <b>smart</b><b>, </b>the smartest in the world<b>.</b><b>” </b>
He praised her until <b>words </b>failed <b>him</b>, and with a helpless sigh added, “Evadne<b>, </b><b>you’re </b><b>just </b>too kind<b>–</b>hearted.”
<b>Evadne </b><b>had </b><b>actually prepared a </b>contract.
<b>But when </b>she saw Elva from a distance, who was sitting alone <b>in </b>helplessness because she couldn’t save her father, Evadne’s heart softened <b>instantly</b>. She remembered her own vulnerabilities <b>when </b><b>Emeric </b>was seriously ill <b>and </b>bedridden<b>. </b>
For <b>a </b>moment<b>, </b>the <b>calcting </b><b>and </b>shrewd <bdy </b>took a <b>back </b>seat, <b>and </b><b>all </b><b>she </b>wanted was <b>to </b><b>lend </b>Elva <b>a </b><b>helping </b>hand. That was
<b>all</b>.
“Even <b>if </b>Elva goes back on her wordter<b>, </b>it doesn’t matter. We have plenty of <b>time</b><b>, </b>and your man has ways <b>to </b>deal with Matthew<b>.” </b>Thaddeus‘ <b>arched </b>brows furrowed, <b>“</b>However, finding a top–notch <b>surgeon to </b>perform a kidney transnt <b>for </b>Elva’s father within three days is quite <b>rushed</b><b>,” </b>
“Hey, did you forget? Your wife is a top–notch surgeon.”
With one hand on her hip <b>and </b>the other forming <b>a </b>peace sign, Evadne beamed, “Dr. Eve, at <b>your </b>service<b>!</b><b>” </b>
Thaddeus was stunned<b>. </b>
Seeing her witty appearance<b>, </b>he couldn’t hold back <b>any </b>longer and was about to lean in to steal a k*ss, when a call from Gordon inconveniently came through.
“Gordon, what’s the matter?”
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Thaddeus‘ voice was a bit hoarse, his fingertips stained with the rouge from Evadne’s l*ps.
“Mr. Thaddeus, those three students have been dealt with as per your and Mrs. Abernathy’s instructions. One of them had his familypany’s various scandals and product ws exposed, now on the brink of bankruptcy. The police dug up plenty of unearthed numerous criminal evidence against his father, who was detained early this morning.
Another young one got caught in prostitution scandals. All the photos and videos have already been anonymously shared by my contacts on the Inte; now theizens are having a field day with his masterpiece. His father’s political career is probably going to be well ruined by his son’s actions,” Gordon reported with glee.
Thaddeus nodded in satisfaction, “And the third?”
“That one<b>?</b><b>” </b>
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There was a pause on the line, Gordon’s voice lowered, “This one got the worst of it, alleged kidnapped. When found, he had been stabbed ten times, each avoiding vital organs, and well, let’s just say he won’t be fathering children. He was rushed to the hospital, and it’s been touch and go for a day and a night. It’s still uncertain whether he will be live or die. But from what I’ve heard, even if he survives, he will bepletely ruined.”
Evadne’s delicate brows knitted together, casting a meaningful look at Thaddeus.
Thaddeus‘ expression darkened, “You didn’t do this, did you?<b>” </b>
“Of course not! I need to
myself up even to help my mom with the turkey at Thanksgiving. I couldn’t do something like that.” Gordon pondered befor
continuing, “I did some digging at the school afterwards. The day after Ms. Mari’s incident, people from the Fairhaven group went to the school and copied the surveince footage from the scene of the crime.
Normally, that footage should be confidential, but the principal can’t afford to offend the Fairhaven Group–they even funded the new library for the school. So, without a second thought, he handed it over. I guess Jareth must have seen something on those footages, which is why he went after that kid with such vengeance.”
The couple agreed whole–heartedly. This merciless methodology was very much in line with Jareth’s style.
Seeing that it wasn’t <b>too </bte, Evadne and Thaddeus <b>decide </b>
punished.
to
visit Mari and share the news that the bullies had been
“Really? Those jerks who bullied that girl got what they deserved?!”
Mari sat between Evadne and Thaddeus, holding their arms with one hand on each side, radiant with joy, “That’s great! What <b>goes </b><b>around </bes around! Now Don can rest in peace, knowing I didn’t let him down and finally got justice for his daughter!<b>” </b>
“Mari<b>, </b>you’re as good as your word, <b>a </b>real heroine among women,” Evadne cuddled her head next to Mari’s.
Thaddeus watched with a tender smile ying on his l*ps.
Ignoring the age and height differences, he thought Mari seemed more like their own daughter, with a pure, innocent, childlike
soul.
“Who <b>did </b><b>all </b>this<b>? </b>Was it Aaron<b>?</b><b>” </b>Mari blinked <b>with </b>her longshes<b>. </b>
At the mention <b>of </b>Aaron, Evadne <b>and </b>Thaddeus exchanged <b>looks</b>.
How should they <b>respond</b><b>? </b>
While <b>they </b>were acting on <b>Aaron’s </b>request<b>, </b>they <b>were </b><b>the </b>ones <b>who </b>had <b>executed </b>the n and even then<b>, </b><b>not </b><b>entirely </b>by <b>their </b>own hands. But <b>if </b><b>they </b><b>told </b><b>the </b>truth, considering Mari’s admiration and hopes ced on Aaron, would <b>it </b>disappoint <b>her</b><b>? </b>
A moment <b>of </b>hesitation was taken as an affirmation to Mari.
“Wow<b>, </b>so <b>it </b>was Aaron <b>who did </b><b>it</b>, right? Aaron is so amazing!<b>” </b>
<b>The </b>girl pped her <b>hands </b><b>with </b>delight<b>, </b>“I knew it! Aaron always keeps his promises<b>, </b>he’s so capable<b>!</b>”
At that moment, the sound of measured <b>footsteps </b>approached.
Mari looked up following <b>the </b>sound.
Her eyes met Jareth’s, and her first <b>instinct </b>wasn’t <b>to </b><b>rush into </b><b>his arms </b>as she used to, <b>but </b>to lower her <b>head </b>like <b>a </b>child who <b>had </b>done <b>something </b>wrong, her hands twisting together <b>until </b><b>they </b>turned red.
She <b>had </b>mentioned <b>Aaron </b>– Jarethmust have heard <b>it</b><b>, </b>hadn’t he?
Jareth hated it when she talked about Aaron – he must be angry with her now, <b>right</b><b>? </b>
A fleeting shadow crossed Jareth’s beautiful eyes, but it vanished quickly as he then smiled.
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“Thaddeus, Evadne, good to see you.”