His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 744

Thaddeus squeezed his phone, "Evadne, I'll just take this call from Jareth."

"Go ahead," Evadne urged softly.

In front of her, Thaddeus took every call openly, without any hint of secrecy or evasion. He had no secrets from her.

But at this moment, Evadne knew it was time for some brotherly talk. Thaddeus rose and walked to the living room, standing by the window with concern in his voice.

"Jared, how are you? You doing okay?"

"Thad."

It took a moment before Jareth spoke, his voice as raspy as a traveler parched from too long in the desert, "I miss my girl; I miss Marilla."

Thaddeus caught his breath, managing only, "Don't worry; Marilla's safe with Grandpa. We're all keeping her company; she's doing well."

"Thad, will I ever be with Marilla again? Can I still marry her?" Jareth asked sentimentally.

Thaddeus' throat tightened, and he fell silent. He knew Jareth was head over heels for Marilla, but whether Marilla would still choose Jareth, he too was uncertain.

"Is it that if I clear up all the mess with the Fairhaven Group, you'll let me take Marilla away?"

Jareth's tone suddenly darkened, "Thad, help me."

Thaddeus' eyes narrowed, "You're my best man, no need for words."

"In the next few days, help me dig up all the dirt on the Fairhaven Group, as much as we can get. Especially on Barry."

Thaddeus' heart clenched, he hurriedly said, "Jareth, Barry is your grandfather, the real power behind the Fairhaven Group; don't do anything foolish!"

"Frederick is your dad, and I've seen you don't pull punches when it comes to Evadne."

Thaddeus was silent.

Indeed. He was a man who put justice before family ties, a bad example in the eyes of his friends.

"I've made up my mind. Anyone who's crossed Marilla, anyone who stands in the way of our marriage, won't be able to stand before me."

Jared's voice was dark and resolute in the night, "Barry is the foundation of the Fairhaven Group. Without taking him down, Gary can't be uprooted, and that wretched hound can't be beaten."

"Jareth, you might get burned doing this!"

Thaddeus was genuinely worried, "Wait a bit longer; we'll find the right solution!"

"I can't wait...Every second away from Marilla is extreme agony for me!"

Jareth's voice became increasingly uncontrolled, his hysterical roar breaking through his heavy breathing, "If you were forced apart from Evadne, could you bear it? Could you?!"

A sharp pain stabbed Thaddeus' chest, "Jareth."

"For Marilla, I'd turn the Fairhaven Group upside down if I have to!"

With that, Jareth hung up, leaving Thaddeus with a sigh. He looked up at the cold moonlight on his face, the chilly glow painting the silent night.

Tonight, sleep would be elusive.

Marilla hugged her teddy bear, sitting on the living room couch, closing her eyes in exhaustion. Everything with Jareth felt like a warm, happy dream. Now that she was awake, it was time to return to her place.

It was fine; being alone was fine. But why was it that even though she thought she had moved on, the mere mention of that man's name, the memory of his stunning blue eyes, and the lingering passion of his kisses on her lips still brought unbidden tears to the corners of her eyes.

In the still air, a cacophony of erratic footsteps echoed.

Marilla slowly opened her eyes to see Glynnis, lugging a cumbersome suitcase, clumsily descending the stairs.

In this moment, Glynnis was dressed in sweatpants she would never normally be caught dead in, her hair a wild mess, an unprecedented picture of defeat.

As the eldest daughter in the family, Glynnis had stayed at her parents and grandfather’s side the longest, and grown up showered with more love and attention from her parents and grandfather than Marilla ever received.

But how the tables had turned.

Now, not only had she been cast out from the Abernathy family, but she didn't even have someone to carry her luggage for her - a truly pitiable sight.

Marilla had already learned of all the things Glynnis had done to her from her brother and sister-in-law.

She could neither forgive this so-called sister nor did she want to entangle herself with her any longer. So she cast her eyes downward, hugging her teddy bear, and tried to leave as if she hadn't seen a thing.

"Stop right there!"

Glynnis' voice suddenly erupted, a screech that was shrill and hoarse, the volume tenfold from her usual tone!

Marilla halted, lifting her gaze to meet the twisted face filled with hatred. But this time, she did not shrink back. She faced down the woman who had used her status as an elder sister to oppress her for too many years.

"Heh, so you know I'm deaf now, and you can't even call me 'sis'?" Glynnis spat out with the exhausted fury like a mule after a hard day's work, panting heavily, her eyes red with venomous rage, "Idiot! Because of you, Grandpa and Dad, they've abandoned me! I've been thrown out of the Abernathy family...and my hearing was ruined by Thaddeus! All thanks to you, you bitch! I fricking hate you!"