His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 789

The news that Glynnis wasn't a blood Abernathy spread faster than wildfire, and the Abernathy Group found themselves without a playbook for damage control.

Hamilton, still confined to his hospital bed, was blindsided and felt a rage burning through his veins. In the dead of night, he summoned Frederic to his bedside.

Thaddeus and Evadne were there too, and they witnessed the spectacle. Hamilton didn't bother with pleasantries, opting instead to let loose a verbal barrage.

"What did I tell you? In this troubled times, you’d better not stir the pot. With Marilla still out cold, you ought to be glued to your daughter's side, not to cause a ruckus!

Does it really matter what those outsiders think of us? Compared to my dear granddaughter, the so-called family honor is worth jack squat!

You're the head of the Abernathy household, for crying out loud! Why are you going off half-cocked, trying to set things straight with people who don't matter a damn? Where's that young man's decisive spirit gone? Guess you’re getting soft in the head with age, aren’t you?"

Hamilton's face was as white as a sheet, and his breaths turned shallow and rapid. Evadne moved to comfort him, while Thaddeus handed him a glass of water. "Had you not taken it upon yourself, would we be in this fine mess? The face you've been so desperate to save is now covered in spit and trampled into the muck!"

Frederic, feeling a mix of regret and shame burning within, bit his lip so hard that it might bleed. His cheeks felt as though they'd been scorched with boiling water.

Sure, the old man had never minced words, but this time, each word felt like a nail driven into Frederic's flesh.

He was mortified, as he felt he'd played the fool to Elspeth for over two decades.

"Sure, I messed up," Frederic growled through clenched teeth; his eyes were smoldering with resentment as they landed on Thaddeus, who remained stoic.

But Evadne couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Some fathers were rock-solid and took the hits for their kids. But this one? His "fatherly love" was more like a mudslide, quick to shift blame without a shred of responsibility.

Thaddeus' mother must've been a saint to put up with such a deadbeat. If it had been Evadne, she'd have sent him packing to the polar region with a slap!

"He knew full well Glynnis wasn't his daughter, yet he kept mum until he could embarrass me in the worst way. Does he even care about the Abernathy name or is this just some sick game to him?!"

"Thaddeus has never been rash. If he's done that, it's because of your own damn foolishness!" Hamilton pointed his trembling finger straight at Frederic; his outrage was palpable.

"Even if Glynnis isn't your flesh and blood, she was raised an Abernathy, and she was Marilla's sister. But she's harmed her time and again, and she even had a hand in that Fairhaven girl's kidnapping plot! And you, you had the gall to defend her! Is it any wonder Thaddeus is out for blood? If he hadn't acted, I would've cleaned house myself!"

Frederic was speechless.

"A bad seed. Born bad! Ungrateful wretch!"

Hamilton took a sip of water to calm himself and turned to Thaddeus with a puzzled look. "How did you find out she wasn't an Abernathy by blood?"

"Grandpa, it wasn't me. It was Evadne," Thaddeus said, while pulling her close.