His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 336

Byron's face quickly turned from rosy to a sickly green upon hearing the words.

The crowd was left in shock.

Mr. Avery was quite bold and provocative with his words.

Guests began to chatter among themselves.

"Seems like there's some bad blood between the two Chambers brothers."

"Bad blood? More like a full-blown feud!"

"Did Mr. Avery just claim that the horse was his? Did Byron just make use of his younger brother's property without giving a heads up?"

"That's not quite right, is it?"

The murmurs reached Byron's ears and he clenched his teeth, barely holding his anger in check. "Avery, it's just a horse. Was it necessary to make such a scene?" He retorted coldly.

"Absolutely."

Avery's chilling reply was as piercing as his sharp gaze, "If it were just a horse, I wouldn't mind. But you've laid your hands on the gift meant for Miss Evadne before she even had a chance to see it. Do you find that appropriate?"

Evadne, her eyes still wide with excitement over the sight of the prized horse, was taken aback by his words.

"Byron, have you lost all sense of decency over the years?"

Avery didn't hold back from mocking him, not caring about the fact that they were brothers, "Didn't our father ever teach you that taking someone else's belongings without permission is rude?"

Byron felt like he had been slapped across the face, his composure slipping away.

He could handle the slight embarrassment over the horses. But with Evadne present, the humiliation was magnified a thousand-fold, his heart pounding wildly in his chest, his blood seething with a rage that threatened to consume him.

"If the horse was meant for Miss Evadne, why was it tied up here? I assumed it belonged to the Chambers' stables and as a Chambers, I have every right to lead it."

Avery adjusted his glasses, a smirk playing on his lips, "So if you're tied up here, does that mean I can lead you away too?"

"You!"

Laughter erupted from the crowd, making Byron's face grow even redder with anger. He took a step forward, his fists clenched. If it weren't for his secretary holding him back, he would have lunged at Avery in a heartbeat.

"Let it go, Avery. It's a trivial matter, there's no need to spoil the mood over this."

Evadne gently touched Avery's arm, her voice soft, "We shouldn't disrupt Byron's gathering. Let's go somewhere else."

"Alright."

Avery responded quietly, leading the magnificent horse away with Evadne under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

At that moment, he seemed like a knight in shining armor, strolling under the starlit night with his beloved princess.

Byron was seething with rage. He was furious at Avery's public humiliation, and even more so at seeing him taking Evadne for a moonlit stroll around the stables, blatantly disregarding his presence.

In the lounge, Byron was fuming, downing a glass of whiskey before smashing it to smithereens.

"That bastard. Over a mere animal, he dares to act so arrogantly!"

"Mr. Byron, his arrogance stems not from owning the horse, but from having a valid reason to humiliate you in public," his secretary said, frustration clear in his voice.

Byron glared at him, "Are you saying that I gave him the opportunity to humiliate me?"

"No, no! That's not what I meant! I'm just indignant on your behalf! After all, you're the one Mr. Jeff has chosen to marry into the Ashbourne family!" The secretary stammered, sweating nervously.

"I don't need you to be angry for me. I need you to come up with a solution!" Byron snapped, his eyes red with fury, his breathing erratic, and his hands trembling.

Seeing this, the secretary hastily poured another glass of whiskey. After Byron downed it in one gulp, his breathing slowly returned to normal, and his hands stopped shaking.

No one would have guessed that the elegant and composed man they saw in public relied on strong liquor to numb his nerves and control his volatile emotions.

"He's made you uncomfortable. You should return the favor. At the very least, we can't let his date with Miss Evadne go so smoothly," the secretary suggested quietly.

A light seemed to flash in Byron's eyes. After a moment of silence, he beckoned to his secretary.

"I have a plan. Get it done right away."

Unable to reach Evadne and unable to find out her whereabouts from Cassius, Thaddeus was in turmoil.

His anxiety was so great that he felt like his ears were ringing and his heart was out of sync, as if a swarm of mosquitoes were buzzing in his ears.

"Mr. Thaddeus, Mr. Frederic has an important social engagement and he wants you to join him. You've been absent from the public eye for a while due to your illness, so tonight's party is particularly significant as your first public appearance since your recovery."

Gordon, as the CEO's secretary, was always clear and to the point, "You're the CEO, the chosen successor of Mr. Frederic. You need to be present at these events to reassure the team that you're well."

Thaddeus remained silent, staring blankly at his dark phone screen.

"Mr. Thaddeus, you can be in love, but don't let it consume you."

Gordon sighed helplessly, "I know you're concerned about Mrs. Abernathy, but she's a grown woman of prestige with plenty of capable protectors. What could possibly happen to her? You didn't use to be so irrational. As a man, you should prioritize your career."

"Do you think it's wrong for me to put her first?" Thaddeus asked, his brows furrowed in frustration.