His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 680

Arnold's laughter faded into a serious mien as he caught wind of the conversation.

"Evadne, keep your cool, love. Anger's no good for your health."

Thaddeus' brows drew together in concern as he held the trembling hand of the petite woman, "Especially on a full stomach. You know how sensitive your tummy is."

Evadne slumped into her seat, frustration etched on her face, but the man quickly wrapped his arms around her, planting a kiss on her forehead.

Despite his comfort, she was still shivering with anger.

"Indeed, it's one of Matthew's 'masterpieces'. I confronted Elva, asking why she wouldn't fight back. It's not like the old days; we live in a society ruled by law now. With enough proof, she could sue for divorce, make Matthew pay for what he's done.

But she's terrified of him to death, like he's got some sort of deadly hold over her. She'd rather live in misery, even if it meant being beaten to death by that beast, than change her plight. She bolted before I could finish," Camille's voice was choked with emotion, her breathing erratic.

Arnold's probing gaze landed on her increasingly pale face, his expression deepening with concern.

He could tell that Camille wasn't just recounting someone else's story; she was deeply affected by it, almost as if she were living through it herself. She was keeping secrets from him, many of them.

"In two weeks, the Chambers family is throwing a grand gala at their estate. Invitations have gone out to all the high-profile officials and business magnates in Elmsworth." Thaddeus said, a cold glint in his eye, "On the way here, Gordon texted me that Frederic Abernathy received an invite too."

"Wait, the Abernathy family got one and I didn't? Does the Ashbourne family have no clout at all?" Evadne pouted, her ire evident.

Thaddeus squeezed her shapely shoulder firmly with his large hand, his voice hoarse, "I suspect Avery's planning to hand-deliver it to you in Skyrim."

Arnold interlaced his fingers with Camille's under the table, murmuring in a teasing tone, "Someone’s got super jealous."

Evadne's eyes narrowed dangerously, "If he dares to bring it, I'll crumple it up and stuff it in his mouth. Let him roll back to wherever he came from."