His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 305

On the weekend.

The birthday celebration for two high society ladies was upon them.

Elspeth was so excited the night before that she couldn’t sleep, fantasizing about outshining all the others at the party the next evening. She chuckled at the image playing in her mind.

Not only that, she had her staff put together clips from her acting career, along with some glamorous photos from her modeling days, preparing to play them on loop at the party to impress the guests.

However, the next day, Elspeth looked haggard, her eyes bloodshot, and dark circles nearly touching the ground. Without makeup, she resembled a ghost from an old horror movie!

Getting old was inevitable. She used to stay fresh even after filming for three days and nights straight. Now, just one sleepless night had her looking worn out.

"Call my beautician to come over for an emergency beauty treatment! Now!" Elspeth anxiously paced around the room.

She was so enraged that she smashed an expensive glass.

Her husband, Frederic, was blissfully ignorant of her tantrums.

The servants waiting outside the door, terrified, immediately scrambled away to call for help.

Elspeth checked herself in the mirror, a raging fire burning inside her.

Today, she was celebrating her birthday alongside Myra, a friendly competition of sorts.

Even though she hadn’t seen Myra in years, and despite feeling superior as Frederic's wife, she was still nervous. Myra used to be the leading lady, the fantasy of men countrywide. Elspeth feared she might not be able to outshine her.

"Mom! Mom!"

Glynnis rushed in, startled by Elspeth's appearance.

"What's the matter? You're making a racket!" Elspeth snapped.

"I just called Grandpa again to confirm, and he said he still won’t be attending your birthday party."

"So what? I never expected that old man to show up anyway. I couldn't care less if he comes or not. I'd rather not have his old-man smell ruin the atmosphere!" Elspeth scoffed, not bothering to hide her disdain for Hamilton from her daughter.

"But, but he also told me," Glynnis swallowed hard, "he and Thaddeus will attend the Ashbourne family's party instead."

"What?" Elspeth was livid, her eyes burning with rage.

"He said that he received a video call from Chairman Emeric and Evadne last night, and they had a great time chatting. So, he decided to visit Chairman Emeric for old time's sake and have a few drinks.”

"Damn it!"

Elspeth was furious, her chest heaving, sweeping everything off her vanity!

"Mom! What are we gonna do now? If people find out that Thaddeus and Grandpa are attending the Ashbourne’s party instead of yours, it will be humiliating!"

Glynnis had been harboring resentment towards Elspeth for supporting Marilla and Jareth's relationship. She took this opportunity to vent, "They never accepted you as the rightful lady of the Abernathy family. They think attending your birthday party would be a disgrace!"

"Enough. Shut up!" Elspeth was so angry that she could barely breathe, her blood pressure skyrocketing.

"Mom! What do we do now?" Glynnis pretended to be worried, but secretly she was gloating.

"No matter, that old man is just trying to provoke me. If I let this ruin my birthday, then I'd be playing right into their hands."

Elspeth sat on the couch, starting her Pilates routine. "Someday, your grandpa is retired, and my husband is his only son. Everything he owns will be Frederic's. I couldn’t care less about that old geezer. I'll outlive him."

At exactly six in the evening.

A line of black luxury cars neatly parked outside the mansion. Mr. and Mrs. Abernathy, along with their two daughters, got into a limo escorted by bodyguards, making a grand procession towards the Abernathy Hotel.

Frederic stared expressionlessly out the window, showing no unusual attitude towards Elspeth, even though it was her birthday.

The Abernathy sisters sat facing their parents. Marilla was the same as always, hunched over, clutching the teddy bear Evadne gave her, which provided her some comfort.

Glynnis, dressed in an expensive Chanel suit, sat next to Marilla, treating her like a handmaid in front of Frederic.

"Oh dear Marilla, it's Mommy's big day. Why don't you dress up a bit?"

Glynnis wore a fake smile, pretending to care for her sister. "Don't you know how to dress up? Why didn't you tell me? I could help you."

Marilla kept her lips sealed.

"Remember the hairstyle I did for you last time? It looked so good on you. I could have done it again today." Glynnis was barely hiding her amusement.

Suddenly there was a smack!

Marilla raised her hand and shoved Glynnis away!

Mr. and Mrs. Abernathy were taken aback. They had never seen their younger daughter lose her temper before.

"Marilla! That hurt! What's wrong with you?" Glynnis played the victim.

"I never asked for your help with my dressing. You always forced me."

Marilla hugged her teddy bear, her eyes welling up with tears. Somehow, she found the courage to confront her sister.

Frederic looked at Glynnis, puzzled.

"What did you just say?" Glynnis' eyes widened, her mouth agape in shock.