His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 862

"Evadne?!"

Aviana was gobsmacked when Evadne suddenly showed up.

She was the kind of tough-as-nails woman who could take three bullets and not shed a tear. Yet, seeing her unexpected savior, she was deeply moved, tears welling up in her eyes.

The elders also noticed Evadne's entrance, feeling a sense of familiarity.

But most of them were rough and tumble types from the wrong side of the tracks, far removed from the untouchable heiress of a billionaire. To them, she seemed like just a pretty young thing, a little girl out of her depth.

Some even started laughing with suggestive undertones.

Aviana clenched her fists in anger, a towering rage building inside her!

She could take being bullied, but they were crossing a line messing with Evadne. She was ready to throw down with them!

However, before Aviana could make a move, Evadne, with ice in her gaze and unruffled poise, walked up to the man who had been disparaging Aviana.

She casually tucked one hand into her pants pocket while the other delicately held the still-hot pot of soup.

In the next second, the crowd was shocked, followed by a scream. Evadne had flipped the entire pot over the man's head!

"Ah!" The man jumped up, his scalp burning.

"You were the one saying women have too much to worry about?"

Evandne, arms crossed, her luscious red lips curved in a devilish smirk, exuded an air of authority. "Not only do women 'worry too much,' but when pushed, they can hit back hard. Consider this a warning. Remember, never mess with a woman."

The room was full of seasoned players who had been wheeling and dealing for decades, each with their own alliances and understandings.

Seeing their associate humiliated by a young woman, they were incensed, slamming their hands on the table and standing up, glaring menacingly at Evandne's calm demeanor.

"You dare to smash me like that!" The man threw the pot to the ground angrily.

Before Evandne could speak up for herself, Aviana stepped forward, protectively positioning herself in front of her, her gaze fierce:

"This is Ms. Ashbourne, the daughter of Chairman Emeric of the KS Corporation! If anyone dares to lay a finger on her, even before Chairman Emeric; I'll fight you myself!"

The room fell silent, the earlier commotion vanishing as if it were never there.

The man's lips trembled, unable to utter a single dirty word.

The greasy hot soup splattered all over the table and floor, staining Evadne's clothes as well.

She casually took off her expensive but now ruined suit jacket and threw it at the man's face:

"Clean yourself up, let's get on with the meeting."

Her casual dismissal was surprisingly intimidating!

The executives, their appetite lost, slouched back into their seats.

Aviana took her place at the head of the table, with Evandne sitting calmly by her side, providing a strong sense of security.

"Miss, today's meeting is an internal affair of the S-Star Group. Bringing an outsider here isn't appropriate, is it?" The man who spoke was addressed as Brook, indicating his importance within the S-Star Group.

Evandne remained silent, her lashes lowered.

"Oh, you turn our boardroom into a diner, serving up dog meat soup like it's going out of style, and that's following the rules?" Aviana shot back coldly, silencing them for the moment.

"Today, I have two announcements to make—"

Aviana paused for emphasis, her gaze piercing, "First, as of today, I'll be taking over control of S-Star Group and its thirteen branches in Elmsworth from Lionel.

Second, effective immediately, S-Star Group is going clean. No more drugs!"

The room erupted into chaos!

This move was as impactful as a historic crackdown!

In just a few months, the drug trade had nearly consumed S-Star Group, touching every level from top to bottom.

And the profits from this trade were staggering. Aviana's decree threatened the interests of many entrenched players.

"I disagree!"

"So do I!"

Dissent filled the air!

Aviana's hand, once resting calmly on the table, clenched into a fist, her eyes reddening with anger.

"Each of your factions has been receiving ten million a year from the Ashbourne family to sustain your businesses, all documented and traceable. Not me making things up here."

Evadne, supporting her head with her fist, smiled, "Since you no longer wish to stay with S-Star Group, then our support from the Ashbourne family will also cease.

As for the 'medications' you rely on... well."

Her cold laughter made the older leaders' skin crawl!

"Our family's Captain Aaron of the police force, well-known among you, I'm sure. Imagine if I ask him to occasionally inspect your operations, dig into your pockets, and perhaps close your businesses for a couple of weeks every month on the grounds of illegal substance distribution. How will your businesses survive then? He's quite the perfectionist, never letting go until he's completely taken someone down."

At this, two or three of the less influential ones quietly took their seats again.

Brook glared at Evadne, his look almost tearing her apart!

However, with the play at this point, backing down would be too embarrassing!

Others might shamelessly return to their seats, but he couldn't swallow his pride!

"Ms. Evadne, I'm not someone who scares easily. I've been with Mr. Mark Griffith for decades, and I can say I've contributed to half of S-Star Group's success! Everyone in the underworld gives me some respect, including Mr. Mark Griffith himself!

We've paid enough tributes over the years! You say you spend ten million a year on us, but what we've given the Griffith Family is far more! Squeezing us dry and not even letting us enjoy the basics, we're done with these unbearable days!"

Brook knew how to stir the pot.

After all, who wouldn't be upset at the mention of being denied even the basics?

"Let's go!"

Though three had returned to their seats, five still followed Brook out.

Just then—

Jason burst through the door, his gaze icy as he walked in, followed by a procession of black-suited bodyguards who surrounded the conference room!

The S-Star Group executives looked on in astonishment, their expressions a mix of surprise and apprehension. Evadne and Aviana, too, wore expressions of surprise.

Suddenly, Jason stepped aside, bowed slightly, and gestured "please."

A man with broad shoulders and a cold, stern demeanor strode into view, his eyes narrowed with a hint of cruelty!