His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 741

Mr. and Mrs. Abernathy's expressions turning grave at the words.

“Either every time he committed a crime, he’d cover his tracks, leaving not a single clue. But that doesn’t look like what a typical desperado or high-level hitman could normally do.”

With his long, lean fingers stroking his jaw, Aaron analyzed in a calm manner, “Which leads me to believe he's a hired gun from overseas.”

“If that’s the case, tracking him down just got a lot tougher. The guy probably vanished right after the job, might've already fled the country under a fake ID,” Thaddeus' eyes darkened with concern.

“Didn’t Lily catch a glimpse of his face? We could have her come down to the station tomorrow, try to sketch out a face from her memory. I can get one of the best profile artists from the state to come over and draw a composite.”

A sharp glint flashed in Aaron’s eyes, “With a portrait, we might just dredge up more leads. We can’t drag our feet on this; memories fade, and the sketch could end up all wrong. We need it fresh.”

Evadne and Thaddeus exchanged a glance, about to interject, when a sweet yet steady voice came from behind them.

“I remember what he looks like.”

Aaron’s gaze snapped up. As Marilla, her slender form descending the staircase gracefully, came into view, his heart skipped a beat.

He rose hastily from the couch, feeling a sudden rush of warmth flood his veins.

Thaddeus' face lit up with realization, “Right, Marilla had a run-in with that guy too.”

Evadne’s lips pressed as she hurried over to Marilla, wrapping an arm around her shoulders with gentle concern, “Marilla, we’ll reach out to Lily tomorrow and let her do this. You don’t need to do anything or think about any of this. Just focus on getting better; that’s what matters most.”

She knew that Marilla, though seemingly untroubled on the surface, was grappling with the trauma of the incident and the heartache of her split from Jareth.

She’d almost considered suggesting ECT to help Marilla forget that day’s horror. How could they possibly make her relive that pain, risking further harm to her already fragile heart?

“Marilla, don’t push yourself.” Aaron's voice was soft yet husky as he looked deeply into her eyes, “Your well-being, healthy and whole, is what's truly important.”

“It’s okay, Aaron, Evadne.” Marilla shook her head gently with resolve in her eyes, “I’m fine now. All I want is to help you catch this man as possible as I can. Besides, I also want that man caught, and want to uncover the sinister plot behind all this. To find out who’s pulling the strings behind the Fairhaven Group, using me, hurting Jareth.”

Evadne and Thaddeus felt a tightness in their chests, unspeakable sorrow welling up. They had kept the details from her, yet her keen mind had pieced together the story from their fragments of conversations.

Aaron watched Marilla's red eyes as she spoke of Jareth, clearly still deeply in love. He could tell she loved Jareth so much. There could be no other for her.

Thaddeus began, a note of surprise in his voice, “Marilla, your feelings for Jareth.”

“I just want to do something for him, one last time.” Marilla cut him off immediately, forcing a small smile, “He’s always looked after me, indulged me, sacrificed for me. I want to do what I can before I truly leave him.”

Leave? Aaron’s heart clenched violently at the word. But he harbored no thoughts of taking advantage; there was no joy in the opportunity. He was simply worried whether she could endure.

Downcast, Evadne's eyes reddened with unshed tears. Thaddeus sensed her emotional turmoil and took her hand, pressing it to his chest in silent comfort.