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

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?” 

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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. 

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Chapter 744 

Tonight, sleep would be elusive. 

Seeing Marilla settling down, Mr. and Mrs. Abernathy left Grandpa’s house for their respective duties. 

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Thaddeus, with no time to rest, headed straight back to the Abernathy Group premises. After chairing the morning conference and meeting a key foreign delegate in the afternoon, Thaddeus was about to sweet–talk his darling wife when Mr. Murray’s call came through. 

“Mr. Murray, what’s going on?” he asked warmly. 

“Mr. Thaddeus Abernathy, are you free right now?” Mr. Murray’s words were evasive. 

“Speak up.” 

“This morning, Mr. Frederick Abernathy came and took Ms. Marilla Abernathy back to Windermere Estate.” 

Thaddeus‘ expression darkened, “Wasn’t Grandpa supposed to spend more time with Marilla? Why so soon?” 

“After Mr. Frederick Abernathy arrived, he and Grandpa went to the study. Something they said must have set them off because they ended up arguing.” 

Mr. Murray sounded worried, “Ms. Marilla Abernathy heard it all, of course. She’s always been the most obedient child in the house. When Mr. Frederick Abernathy wanted to take her, she agreed without fuss. 

I’m just a secretary; it’s not my place to interfere too much. I hope you can look out for Ms. Marilla Abernathy when you return tonight.” 

Thaddeus sensed there was more to it and pressed, “Did you hear what Grandpa and Mr. Frederick Abernathy were arguing about?” 

“It seems…it was about Ms. Mary Abernathy’s marriage. Mr. Hamilton Abernathy and Mr. Frederick Abernathy must have disagreed, leading to the conflict. But I don’t know the details.” 

The man rose abruptly from his chair, his face stern, “Understood. Don’t worry; I’ll take good care of Marilla.” 

Marilla returned to Windermere Estate.