His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 645

Avery's gaze was icy, murderous intent seeping through his tightly pressed, pallid lips.

As Thaddeus stormed toward the master with a menacing air, Harvey, the loyal hound, was quick to bear his teeth and charge head-on!

"Mr. Thaddeus, this is Ms. Evadne’s turf. You really want to cause a scene here? Aren't you worried about embarrassing both Chairman Ashbourne and Ms. Evadne?"

Thaddeus' eyes were cold, his thin lips curling with disdain. "Out of my way."

"Mr. Chambers, please get into the car. I'll handle this!"

But Harvey hadn't finished his act.

Suddenly, he felt a numbness in his arm, followed by excruciating pain that spread throughout his body, and the world spun before his eyes.

"Argh!"

Thaddeus remained unflinchingly cold, grabbing Harvey's arm and flipping him with a twist.

Harvey was sent spiraling through the air, crashing to the ground with a cry of pain so intense he couldn't muster the strength to rise.

Thaddeus, without so much as a blink, strode over the crumpled figure on the ground.

Avery tensed, his delicate features shrouded in a dark, ominous cloud.

As Thaddeus closed in, four bodyguards from the Chambers Group rushed to Avery's defense with swift precision.

Oh, right. Avery was no longer the discarded pawn skirting the edges of the Chambers Group; he was now a boss, and naturally, his entourage reflected his status.

Avery clenched his teeth. "Attack."

The four bodyguards lunged at Thaddeus with fists flying!

But the man stood unfazed, his movements lightning-fast and ferocious. The towering bodyguards were no match for him, crumbling like paper dolls—no contest.

It was no wonder he was top-ranked in military academy!

Now it was Avery's turn to clash with him.

Both men threw punches, fierce, vicious, with the sound of rushing wind.

Avery, eyes blazing with fury, struggled against Thaddeus, but he was clearly outmatched and overpowered.

"Ugh!"

Caught off-guard, Avery's vision darkened, and then—a brutal, iron-cold punch landed squarely on his cheek, knocking him to the ground.

"Mr. Chambers!" Harvey cried out in terror, scrambling to his master's side.

Avery gasped in pain, tasting blood in his mouth. His usually immaculate suit was dust-stained, his hair disheveled, and a shocking streak of red marred his pale cheek.

"Mr. Chambers, your face." Harvey was dumbfounded by the sight of his master's wound.

Avery, panting heavily, shakily touched his face.

Upon inspection, his palm was smeared with crimson—this couldn't have been the work of mere fists!

Thaddeus towered above him, looking down as if Avery were a filthy, dying mongrel.

His eyes were sharp with cold intent as he twisted his neck, a mocking smile lifting his lips. He raised his right hand, revealing a steel watch wrapped around his knuckles, the source of such devastating impact.

On the watch face was Avery's blood.

Disgusted, Thaddeus flung away the expensive timepiece as if to rid himself of some contaminating disease.

"Thaddeus, you're truly despicable!" Avery hissed through bloodied lips, twitching with fury.

"Despicable? I'm simply returning the favor. I could stoop to dark tricks and backstabbing—anyone can. I just choose not to sink to your level, not to become a venomous viper like you."

Thaddeus' eyes narrowed, "But Avery, don't touch Evadne or her loved ones. Otherwise, the beating you received today will be nothing compared to what I will unleash upon you, with a hundredfold vengeance."

With that, Thaddeus turned on his heel and walked away, leaving Avery to his agony.

"Mr. Chambers! I'll call for backup, we'll get revenge!" Harvey, having never seen his master so humiliated, was nearly in tears.

Avery spat blood onto the ground, his tooth clinking as it hit the pavement—a testament to the severity of Thaddeus' attack.

"Even if you call ten more thugs, they won't stand a chance against him."

Using all his strength to stand, Avery's lips twisted into a sinister smile, like something from the depths of hell.

"Don't rush. There are always bigger fish in the sea. And if he doesn't fall by my hand, someone else will make sure he's brought to his knees."

When Thaddeus returned to Evadne, Emeric was looking much better, enjoying the apple slices his daughter was feeding him.

Thaddeus entered, his presence cool, his breath uneven.

With a teasing glint, Evadne asked, "What took you so long? Did your phone take a swim in the toilet?"

"Sorry, Evadne, had to deal with some urgent business," Thaddeus replied softly.

"Ms. Evadne, let me take over," Dylan offered, seeing the couple might need a private moment, and took the plate from her hands.