His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 733

Mr. and Mrs. Abernathy retired to their quarters, where Thaddeus divulged everything he knew about Edith and Glynnis to Evadne.

He could have easily kept it all to himself and dealt with the matter in private.

But that was no longer an option for him—under the thumb of his wife, he knew that omission equaled treason in her eyes. To incur her wrath was a fate he dared not tempt.

A woman like Evadne was not easily placated, and the thought of enduring weeks without her touch was a torment too bitter to bear.

Evadne listened in silence, with her striking eyes narrowing and a dangerous glint flickering within that sent shivers down one's spine.

"So it seemed that’s why Marilla endured such torment; her own sister Glynnis played a pivotal role in her suffering," she mused coldly.

In the next moment, with her anger manifesting, she clenched a teacup and, with a sharp snap, hurled it to the ground and shattered it to pieces!

Winced at the sound, Thaddeus quickly took her hand to inspect for any cuts and gently soothed her within his larger palm. "Evadne, anger is a poison. It's not worth hurting yourself over such trash," he soothed.

"It's like we've got a six-fingered mutation on our hands with Glynnis," he muttered under his breath, with his tone turning dark.

Her usually sweet voice turned raspy with fury, "How can two siblings be so different? When Elspeth went to great lengths with her schemes during her pregnancy, surely Mr. Frederic demanded a paternity test? Is she truly an Abernathy?"

Thaddeus' gaze darkened as he replied softly, "A paternity test was done back then. It confirmed Glynnis is indeed Frederic's child."

"Have you never seen a TV show? Anyone can fake the tests by buying off the doctors. If Elspeth could hide a murder for twenty years, what's a paternity test to her?"

Evadne's mind was racing; it was spinning tales darker and deeper with each passing moment.

Thaddeus' expression grew solemn, but his strong fingers silently slipped under the collar of her blouse, caressing the soft skin at the nape of her neck, which was a silent solace for his troubled thoughts.

He wasn't impatient, nor did he consider her fears as unfounded.

Indeed, shadows of doubt lingered in his own mind, but with so much at stake, the question of Glynnis' lineage had faded into the background.

"Now, we must address her collusion with the Fairhaven group in framing Marilla," he said, wrapping his arm around her slender waist and tracing the curve of her body with his hand. "My dear, do you have any suggestions?"

"Taking down Glynnis will be easy, especially now that she's lost Elspeth's protection. The more she celebrates, the faster she'll fall," Evadne declared, leaning into his embrace, with her lips curving into a cold, decisive smile.

"But, we need a plan that'll hurt her without backfiring on us."

"Evadne, you just do what you must, don't worry about the Abernathy group. I've got our backs," Thaddeus said, his eyes burning with resolve.

Evadne shook her head, "If Glynnis' secrets come to light, the Abernathy group could face the same fate as the Chambers Group. And it's not just about you—it's about Grandfather's legacy. Despite everything, she is his granddaughter, and even if his heart has turned cold towards her, we must consider how he'd feel."