His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 709

Chapter 709 

In a flash, the spotlight was on Matthew, and all eyes were on him. 

Cowering in Avery’s embrace, Mr. Camille Chambers fixed her gaze on Chris, her eyes a chaotic swirl of red veins, her body convulsing at the brink of collapse. 

Despite her often being lost in a fog of illness, the sight of the man who had brought her such shame all those years ago ignited a deep–seated rage within her. 

Evadne’s heart ached for Mrs. Camille Chambers. Regardless of Avery’s sins, Mrs. Camille Chambers was an innocent bystander. Yet their differing loyalties prevented Evadne from offering even the smallest comfort to this pitiable woman. She wouldn’t give Avery the satisfaction – not even the chance to misinterpret her actions. 

Jeff, still oblivious to the unfolding drama, looked at Avery in astonishment, “Avery, why have you dragged this guy here?” “Matthew, do you want to confess to dad what happened fifteen years ago, or shall I do the honors?” Avery’s cold eyes were like dark storms as they fixed on Matthew. 

“Avery, you’re really laying it on thick now with your theatrics.” Matthew’s heart pounded but his face was a mask of disdain, refusing to admit, “I don’t even know this person. And it’s been fifteen years – dad himself has forgotten about this guy, and here you are, finding some third–rate actor form who knows where, claiming he was dad’s bodyguard. Come on, if you’re going to fabricate evidence, at least make it believable.” 

“Fifteen years, you say?” Avery’s lips twisted into a sardonic smile, “I haven’t even mentioned what the incident was, and yet you know it’s been that long. Seems you remember quite well.” 

Matthew felt a vice grip his chest, but he was done arguing. Grinding his teeth in fury, he shouted, “Someone throw this unknown 

man out!” 

Just as the Chambers Group’s security detail was about to step forward, Chris lunged at Matthew, his voice a raw, desperate shout, “Matthew! I’m in this hellish state because of you! You were the one who ordered me to seduce Mrs. Camille Chambers, and when she wouldn’t play along, you hired thugs to drug her and take her to a motel. You forced me into staging a scene to make it look like we had slept together, then you sent those indecent photos to Mr. Jeff Chambers!” 

The explosive revelation sent shockwaves through the room. 

Jeff’s mind reeled, darkness creeping at the edges of his vision – this sordid scandal he thought buried in the past had resurfaced like a stormy sea. 

“Stop talking!” Mrs. Camille Chambers clutched her head, a wail of anguish tearing from her throat. 

“You’re spouting nonsense!” Matthew’s genteel composure shattered, his eyes blazing with fury, “How much did Avery pay you to slander me like this?!” 

Then, sweat beading on his forehead, he turned to Jeff with a desperate plea, “Dad! Avery’s just slinging mud! It’s possible he’s behind the downfall of Bertha and Byron, and now he’s gunning for me! You can’t believe these lies!” 

The sight of Mr. Chambers appealing to his father amidst the scrutiny of the crowd was almost comical. 

“If it weren’t for Mr. Avery Chambers saving my life, I would have been dead overseas!” 

Chris would have lunged at Matthew’s throat if not for the security holding him back, “You were afraid I’d turn on you and confess how you framed Mrs. Camille Chambers, so you dumped me abroad. You had people watch me, force drugs on me, to keep me hooked and forever under your control!” 

Matthew, preoccupied with his own troubles over these six months, had neglected Chris, giving him the chance to escape. 

After a perilous journey, Chris found his way into Helgen territory, caught the attention of Avery’s men at a casino, and became a key witness. It seemed like divine justice. 

The room erupted in chaos! 

And there, in the grand Chambers family mansion, Avery streamed the whole spectacle on a giant screen. Every reporter witnessed the dramatic showdown, their cameras flashing as they uploaded the story to the web. 

In moments, Twitter went wild! Shares of the video hit the hundred thousand mark, then half a million, and then a million! 

Twitter servers struggled under the traffic surge as the masses swarmed to follow the unfolding scandal of the Chambers Group! (Oh my God! If this is true, Mrs. Camille Chambers‘ plight is just heartbreaking! I want to go in there and give her a hug!] 

[Mr. Avery Chambers had to leave home at such a young age, caring for a sick mother – it’s beyond tragic! It’s like a soap opera 

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plotline!] 

[Mr. Thaddeus Abernathy and Mr. Avery Chambers both so devastatingly handsome, both equally stricken by tragedy] 

(Matthew was just a kid fifteen years ago, right? To conceive such a malevolent scheme, he’s a natural–born devil! A bad seed! I’m all for Mr. Avery Chambers’s counterattack. He must reclaim what he’s lost!] 

Public opinion shifted overwhelmingly in Avery’s favor. He had pushed his ailing mother into the spotlight tonight, all to gain sympathy and build a reputation that would make him the most influential figure in the Chambers Group. 

Evadne’s eyes flicked across her phone screen, scanning the flood of comments. 

This was Avery – ruthless and unforgiving, using every means to his ends. Even his own mother was just a pawn in his game, regardless of the mental toll it would take on her. 

“You’re making this up! Did Avery put you up to this?!” Matthew glared with bloodshot eyes, gasping anxiously for air, shaking as he pulled out his phone, “You dare to slander me in public – I’m calling the police! You’ll rot in jail for this!” 

“Go ahead, call them! I’ve had enough of living like a rat these years!” 

Chris had been nursing a tormented soul for years, and now, in the throes of an emotional breakdown, he unleashed his pent–up rage without restraint, “Those two thugs you bribed back then, they’re still alive, aren’t they? If Mr. Avery Chambers could find me, finding them is just a matter of time! They could testify that Mrs. Camille Chambers was framed by you!” 

The crowd’s gaze turned to Matthew, heavy with doubt and disbelief. 

“Matthew is Jeff’s eldest son, the golden boy who could do no wrong. Why on earth would he need to harm a defenseless woman?” 

Jareth jabbed a finger at the stone–faced Thaddeus beside him, his eyes wide with confusion, “Thad, I just don’t get it. Isn’t this just asking for trouble, setting up his own downfall?” 

“And who do you think, besides Matthew himself, has the chops in the Chambers family? Who’s most likely to make something of themselves?” Thaddeus asked instead. 

Jareth stroked his chin thoughtfully, “Well, that would be Snakey Avery. The rest? One’s got a peanut for a brain, and the other’s all twisted up inside. No real competition there.” 

“Don’t you think Matthew sees that too?” 

Thaddeus glanced at him coolly, “By taking down Avery’s mom, he’s hitting Avery where it hurts. It’s a risky move, but the odds are in his favor. If he pulls it off, Jeff will be done with Mrs. Camille Chambers for good, and her son will become a thorn in his side, never to be favored again by the patriarch. That way, Matthew secures his place at the top of the Chambers Group, and can sleep easy.” 

Jareth’s eyes lit up in realization, and then he furrowed, “Ouch, Thad, did you just diss me?” 

Thaddeus was too busy to banter, his lips a straight, cold line as he shot off a message to Gordon. 

Just then, Avery pulled out a pristine handkerchief from his suit pocket, gently dabbing at his mother’s tears as he spoke in a low, haunting voice, “Actually, it’s not that complicated. I have another witness right here.” 

With that, Harvey stepped forward with a smirk, playing a recording on his phone. 

“The one who set up Camille Chambers was Matthew!” 

It was Bertha’s voice! 

Jeff’s eyes widened, bloodshot with a storm of complex emotions, his gaze nailed to Matthew’s ghost–white face! 

Bertha’s confession continued, as if speaking directly to Avery, “We all despised you and your mother to the bone, believing your existence threatened our father’s affection. Your mother could carve up his wealth and legacy. Hence, we’ve always bullied and oppressed you both. But Byron and I were just kids then, brave enough to pester you. Not like Matthew, bold and devious, daring enough to harm your mother.” 

Then came Avery’s frosty voice, “It’s been over a decade. What proof do you have that my mother’s affair with that supposed lover was Matthew’s scheme?” 

“Because the one who called your mother out that day was me!” 

Bertha’s voice trembled with either more hatred for her brother or fear of Avery, “I made the call with Byron by my side. A pity he died first, leaving you one witness short. But it doesn’t matter, I kept a backup. I filmed your mother being taken away by Matthew’s men, delirious, being helped into the room by the bodyguard. It’s all on my old phone, hidden in the bottom drawer of my room. Just need a charger to turn it on. 

Avery, there’s a debtor for every debt…I was so young then; I was just seduced by Matthew’s tricks! If you want revenge, go after 

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him! Everything I’ve said is true. If there’s one lie, may I be damned! Drag me out and shoot me a thousand times!” 

The recording stopped abruptly. The once lively banquet hall fell deathly silent, the air seemingly frozen solid? 

Even as a bystander like Evadne, her heart sank, her gaze fixed on Avery’s impassive face. She knew that beneath this calm was a tsunami powerful enough to destroy everything.