His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 355

Mrs. Fairhaven choked abruptly, her heart pounding erratically in her chest.

Evadne snorted, "You can't even outtalk Elspeth, and yet you dare to challenge me?"

"Evadne!" Edith protested, clutching Barry as if her life depended on him. "How dare you disrespect my mother like that? She's your elder!"

Thaddeus' eyes hardened at the sound of Edith's voice, his disdain for her evident.

"Just because she’s older doesn't mean she’s an elder," Evadne shot back, her cold gaze causing Edith to shrink back in fear.

Edith trembled, her lips quivering as she decided it would be best not to retort, for fear of invoking Evadne's wrath.

Mrs. Fairhaven knew that Barry wouldn't cause a scene over something so trivial, but she couldn't help but express her dissatisfaction to Jareth through her gaze, urging him to step in.

Jareth coughed awkwardly, and began to speak. "Evadne, I..."

Evadne's icy gaze landed on him, causing Jareth to stutter and quickly change his statement. "I'll drive you home. It's late, and it's not safe."

"No need. I have my car."

With that, Evadne left the mansion, the clicking of her high-heels echoing as she walked away.

Jareth scratched his head awkwardly, much to the annoyance of Barry, who grumbled about how his grandson was so submissive before the Ashbourne family's girl.

"Let's go," Jareth announced, and the Fairhaven family followed suit.

"Oh, my head. I feel so dizzy," Elspeth moaned, leaning onto Frederic as if she were boneless.

"Always playing the victim or the damsel," Alva muttered, rolling her eyes at Elspeth. "With your acting skills, I'm surprised Myra kept you under her thumb for so long."

Elspeth heard every word and was fuming, smoke practically escaping from her ears.

Frederic, his face pale, whispered to Alva, "Help her to her room."

"Sorry, Mr. Frederic," Alva responded, "I only take care of Mr. Thaddeus' needs. And I believe Elspeth wouldn't want me to assist her."

Then Alva turned and left, leaving Frederic speechless.

Thaddeus was left standing there, a mix of anger and regret on his face.

"Thad! What are you still doing here?" Jareth approached him, clapping him on the shoulder. "Evadne's leaving, and it's not every day you get to see her. Go explain the situation between you and my sister to her."

Thaddeus's breath hitched, and he felt as if his feet were made of lead.

On the drive home, Mrs. Fairhaven was still seething. She had always been protected by her husband and son, and had never been so humiliated.

"Don't worry, Edith," she reassured her daughter, "We won't let this go. I'll make sure you get your revenge."

"But how?" Edith cried. "Jareth controls everything, and he's so close with Thaddeus and Evadne."

Mrs. Fairhaven spat, "If he won't let you be with Thaddeus, then he can't be with that Abernathy girl. Your grandfather won't let the Fairhaven family's reputation be tarnished. He'll make sure you marry Thaddeus."

"But Jareth's so guarded!" Edith protested. "And he protects Marilla like she's his heart. How can we get to her?"

"There will be a chance," Mrs. Fairhaven assured her. "He can't keep her by his side 24/7. There will be times when he can't watch her."

As Evadne exited the Windermere Estate and got into her car, she felt a sense of relief, as if she had escaped a poisonous environment. But as she drove away, her hands tightened around the steering wheel.

Under the dim glow of streetlights, amidst the chilling wind, Avery leaned against his electric blue sports car, standing there with grace and poise. There was no telling how long he had been waiting, but there was not a hint of impatience on his face.