His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 305

Chapter 305 

The birthday celebration for two high society ladies was upon them. 

Elspeth was so excited the night before that she couldn’t sleep, fantasizing about outshining all the others at the party the next evening. She chuckled at the image playing in her mind. 

Not only that, she had her staff put together cl*ps from her acting career, along with some glamorous photos from hér modeling days, preparing to play them on loop at the party to impress the guests. 

However, the next day, Elspeth looked haggard, her eyes bloodshot, and dark circles nearly touching the ground. Without makeup, she resembled a ghost from an old horror movie! 

Getting old was inevitable. She used to stay fresh even after filming for three days and nights straight. Now, just one sleepless night had her looking worn out. “Call my beautician to come over for an emergency beauty treatment! Now!” Elspeth anxiously paced around the room. 

She was so enraged that she smashed an expensive glass. 

Her husband, Frederic, was blissfully ignorant of her tantrums. 

The servants waiting outside the door, terrified, immediately scrambled away to call for help. 

Elspeth checked herself in the mirror, a raging fire burning inside her. 

Today, she was celebrating her birthday alongside Myra, a friendly competition of sorts. 

Even though she hadn’t seen Myra in years, and despite feeling superior as Frederic’s wife, she was still nervous. Myra used to be the leading lady, the fantasy of men countrywide. Elspeth feared she might not be able to outshine her. 

“Mom! Mom!” 

Glynnis rushed in, startled by Elspeth’s appearance. 

“What’s the matter? You’re making a racket!” Elspeth snapped. 

“I just called Grandpa again to confirm, and he said he still won’t be attending your birthday party” 

“So what? I never expected that old man to show up anyway. I couldn’t care less if he comes or not. I’d rather not have his old man smell ruin the atmosphere!” Elspeth scoffed, not bothering to hide her disdain for Hamilton from her daughter. 

“But, but he also told me,” Glynnis swallowed hard, “he and Thaddeus will attend the Ashbourne family’s party instead.” 

“What?” Elspeth was livid, her eyes burning with rage. 

“He said that he received a video call from Chairman Emeric and Evadne last night, and they had a great time chatting. So, he decided to visit Chairman Emeric for old time’s sake and have a few drinks.” 

“Damn it!” 

Elspeth was furious, her chest heaving, sweeping everything off her vanity! 

“Mom! What are we gonna do now? If people find out that Thaddeus and Grandpa are attending the Ashbourne’s party instead of yours, it will be humiliating!” 

Glynnis had been harboring resentment towards Elspeth for supporting Marilla and Jareth’s relationship. She took this opportunity to vent, “They never accepted you as the rightful lady of the Abernathy family. They think attending your birthday party would be a disgrace!” 

“Enough. Shut up!” Elspeth was so angry that she could barely breathe, her blood pressure skyrocketing. 

“Mom! What do we do now?” Glynnis pretended to be worried, but secretly she was gloating. 

“No matter, that old man is just trying to provoke me. If I let this ruin my birthday, then I’d be playing right into their hands.” 

Elspeth sat on the couch, starting her Pilates routine. “Someday, your grandpa is retired, and my husband is his only son. Everything he owns will be Frederic’s, I couldn’t care less about that old geezer. I’ll outlive him.” 

At exactly six in the evening. 

A line of black luxury cars neatly parked outside the mansion. Mr. and Mrs. Abernathy, along with their two daughters, got into a limo escorted by b*dyguards, making a grand procession towards the Abernathy Hotel. 

Frederic stared expressionlessly out the window, showing no unusual attitude towards Elspeth, even though it was her birthday. 

The Abernathy sisters sat facing their parents. Marilla was the same as always, hunched over, clutching the teddy bear Evadne gave her, which provided her some comfort. Glynnis, dressed in an expensive Chanel suit, sat next to Marija, treating her like a handmaid in front of Frederic. 

“Oh dear Marilla, it’s Mommy’s big day. Why don’t you dress up a bit?” 

Glynnis wore a fake smile, pretending to care for her sister. “Don’t you know how to dress up? Why didn’t you tell me? I could help you.” 

Marilla kept her l*ps sealed. 

“Remember the hairstyle I did for you last time? It looked so good on you. I could have done it again today.” Glynnis was barely hiding her amusement. 

Suddenly there was a smack! 

Marilla raised her hand and shoved Glynnis away! 

Mr. and Mrs. Abernathy were taken aback. They had never seen their younger daughter lose her temper before. 

“Marilla! That hurt! What’s wrong with you?” Glynnis played the victim. 

never asked for your help with my dressing. You always forced me.” 

Marilla hugged her teddy bear, her eyes welling up with tears. Somehow, she found the courage to confront her sister. 

Frederic looked at Glynnis, puzzled. 

“What did you just say?” Glynnis‘ eyes widened, her mouth agape in shock. 

“And, I hate that crew cut. I hate it, stop making me wear it, okay?” Marilla gritted her teeth, each word laced with resentment towards Glynnis 

“Glynnis, what is your sister talking about?” Frederic asked, his face serious. 

“Oh, Dad‘ She’s not a normal kid. She often talks nonsense. You know that, right? I have no idea why she is saying these things, I’m so confused!” Glynnis feigned innocence, her voice sweet and cloying. 

“Frederic, is Thaddeus really going to the Ashbourne’s tonight? He’s not coming over?” Elspeth changed the subject, gripping her husband’s arm. 

“I don’t know.” Frederic frowned. 

“I mean, I don’t have any ill intentions. I just think it would be better for him to come here.” 

Elspeth assumed a wise demeanor, her voice soft and gentle, “If it was Suri’s birthday, then it would be fine for Thaddeus to go. After all, Suri is the Bright family’s darling, having a good relationship with her would be beneficial for us, and it would look good too. But him going to Myra’s birthday, what’s that about? Not to mention that Myra is from a poor background, and had caused a scandal in the entertainment industry, Thaddeus going to her birthday would just cause the media to write nonsense again.” 

Elspeth’s gaze darkened, “Moreover, Myra is just a mistress of Chairman Emeric, calling her his wife is already an overstatement. 

Such a vague status, is it worth for our Abernathy Group’s president to go and show goodwill? Isn’t that a bit too degrading?” 

For some reason, the word “mistress” made Frederic uncomfortable, bringing back a memory of Thaddeus‘ mother. 

“Myra of the past had no backing. But now she has Emeric. She is not the same as before. And if it weren’t for that incident back then, she would have soared high and wouldn’t have fallen into Emeric’s grasp.” 

Elspeth was taken aback, she asked carefully, “Frederic, did I say something wrong?” 

“I heard not only Thaddeus will go, my father will also meet with Emeric.” 

Frederic stared ahead, his tone low and flat, “The center of tonight’s event is not just Myra. Have you overlooked Emeric’s presence? If they are willing to go, let them go. I’m tired and really don’t have the energy to bother with these social niceties.” 

What was going on? Why did his attitude change? 

Elspeth choked with anger, could only laugh along. 

At this moment, Marilla found a comfortable position, slowly dozing off. 

After all, those days spent with Jareth, he would be all over her every night, either k*ssing or hugging her, leaving her no time to sleep properly. 

Glynnis was trembling with rage beside her, her l*ps twitching, as if she wanted to skin Marilla alive, tear her flesh apart and drink her blood! 

She thought, “Marilla, you think you’re great because you have Jareth backing you up? The more you show off, the faster you’ll die!” 

Elspeth’s birthday party was low–key, but she still sent news to the media. 

She believed that she was born to be in the spotlight, how could she exist without attention? 

The journalists who had heard the news were loitering around the hotel. 

Seeing the Abernathy family walking towards the banquet hall, with Elspeth looking glamorous and full of pomp, she really lived up to the image of a wealthy socialite.