His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 360

Late at night.

Evadne had just enjoyed a long, hot bath, wrapping herself in a soft, peach-colored silk robe and tying up her lustrous hair neatly in a towel. Her face was flushed from the heat, a rosy hue that made her appear even more charming. Humming a soft tune, she headed downstairs.

Despite the recent mishaps that had plagued her life, she knew there was always a silver lining. After all, she was the daughter of the Ashbourne family. There was nothing she couldn't achieve if she set her mind to it. Even the presidency was within her reach if she played her cards right.

All but that man.

Whenever she thought of him, a pang of heartache would strike her.

She had believed that Thaddeus truly loved her. Deep down, she had even started to accept him.

Yet the harsh reality had slapped her right in the face.

Men were either being unfaithful or scumbags.

And Thaddeus was no exception.

The more she thought about it, the more it infuriated her. The corners of her mouth drooped gradually.

"Ms Ashbourne, I've just brewed some chamomile tea. It's good for the nerves and won't make you gain weight."

Standing in the living room, Jason was all dressed up in his suit and tie, albeit with an apron. He looked at Evadne with a warm smile.

Seeing him doing all this for her, Evadne felt a inexplicable pang of guilt, She uttered blandly, "Jason, you are my secretary, not a household worker. You don't need to do these things. I'll ask Suri to send a servant from Skyrim to cook for me. You've worked hard enough today. I appreciate your thoughtfulness."

"But Ms Ashbourne," Jason stammered, worried that his position as her secretary was at stake, "President Ashbourne assigned me to you not only to assist you with work but also to take care of your daily needs. It's always been this way."

Evadne shook her head, "I told you before; you should focus on someone worth your time, like Nydia."

At the mention of Nydia, Jason clenched his hands, his heart lurching.

"You are already busy working for me. You don't need to distract yourself with these trivial things. Just treat Nydia well. That's all I ask." Evadne suggested earnestly. She had always been worrying about her sister’s happiness.

“Ms Evadne. Nydia and I are just friends.”

“Jason, has there been any news from the hospital?” Evadne didn’t feel like hearing his explanation. She had no mood in talking about love matters.

All she wanted to do was to torture Elspeth.

Jason paused, pressing his lips, "According to our informants at the hospital, as you expected, Elspeth and Frederic had a big fight. Frederic didn't stay at the hospital afterward, nor did he show up in the following days. Congratulations, Ms Ashbourne, it seems like you've successfully instigated discord between them."

"Once the seed of doubt has been planted, Elspeth is no longer the innocent woman in Frederic's eyes. Her life in the Abernathy family will only get tougher."

Evadne smirked, her eyes cold, "As long as they get estranged, and we keep putting pressure on Elspeth. Only then will her true colors be revealed."

To destroy people, one must find ways to get them mad. This was a reasonable strategy.

“Another thing, I looked into Elspeth’s previous daily routine as you asked. Every week, she’d go to the beauty clinic where there’s this plastic surgeon who has pretty intimate relationship with her. He’s in his forties, very charming.”

What Jason said was quite intriguing.

“Okay, I got it.”

Arms crossed ahead of her chest, Evadne sneered, “He’s already forty, and not as energetic as someone younger. For Elspeth who has strong desire sexually, is that guy able to satisfy her?”

Jason replied blandly, “In my opinion, that doctor may suffer.”

“One for money, the other for sex, looks like no one’ll lose anything.”

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

“It’s late. Who could it be?” Jason wondered.

"Jason, go answer the door. It's a guest I invited," Evadne instructed calmly.

A guest? Evadne hadn't mentioned any guests coming over tonight.

Without much thought, Jason went to open the door.

Standing there was a young woman in her twenties, dressed in a simple tracksuit with a black baseball cap on her head.

"You are?" Jason stared at her, puzzled.

"I-I'm Erica. I'm a maid from the Abernathy family. I’ve been taking care of Ms Abernathy." Erica introduced herself nervously, looking around anxiously.

Upon hearing that she was one of Marilla's maids, Jason quickly understood.

"Erica, I'm sorry I couldn't pick you up due to some reasons. I hope you didn't have a hard time getting here," Evadne immediately scurried over, taking the young woman's hand and leading her into the living room, "Do you feel freezing outside? Your hand is so cold. I told you to take a taxi here. Don't stint on such things."

"It’s not necessary. I took the bus and then the light rail. It was quite convenient," Erica replied quickly, her cheeks red from the cold.

She once was the noble Mrs. Abernathy, but now seeing the concern in her eyes, lips quivering, Erica was deeply moved.

At the thought that Erica had to walk over in the piercing wind for a long while after getting out of the light rail, Evadne felt distressed.

She understood that Erica didn’t want to spend money.

Jason quickly prepared a hot cup of tea for Erica and gave her a hand warmer to hold.