His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 910

Evadne Ashbourne avoided Aviana Ashbourne and Lionel Griffith, finding a secluded spot under an oak tree to continue her conversation with Thaddeus Abernathy:

“Every crime leaves a trace. Aaron is a master at solving cases. Given time, if he establishes a task force to investigate Wayne Jones, he will definitely find something linking him to Avery Chambers.”

“It won't be that simple, Evadne.”

Thaddeus’s voice was heavy with concern. “Aaron told me he’s checked Wayne’s bank accounts and call logs. There's been no unusual activity in the past few years, no foreign transactions either. His call history does have a few suspicious numbers, but they were all from burner phones, unregistered, making it impossible to trace the callers. Wayne's a former cop; if he's involved in any wrongdoing, he'd know how to cover his tracks better than most criminals.”

“No financial trails do make it harder.”

Evadne paced back and forth, one hand on her hip. “This means Avery wasn't in it for the money with him. Everything he did was to ensure the success of a new drug trial, all to save his wife. That's why he's been working tirelessly for Avery, driven by a belief that's too strong.”

Thaddeus clenched his teeth. “So, getting him to turn on Avery is going to be as tough as climbing Everest.”

Evadne's eyes narrowed. “Maybe not.”

“Evadne, do you have a plan?”

“I don’t have a plan; I'm just willing to gamble one more time.”

“On what?”

Her gaze sharp as a dagger: “Human nature.”

Silence fell between them.

After a moment, Thaddeus took a deep breath, as if seeing right through her, “You're betting that Avery's nature is so vile, it’ll shatter Wayne's worldview completely?”

“Yes.”

A warm feeling surged in Evadne's chest, loving the deep connection she shared with her beloved. “Given Wayne and Avery's rock-solid partnership and his desperate need for the drug, even if it costs him his life, he wouldn't betray Snakey Avery. Unless, Avery's image completely falls apart in his eyes. Unless he realizes the man he trusted to save his wife is nothing but a selfish, downright devil. And now, with Wayne arrested and his wife left unattended, it's highly likely Avery would try to control her as a way to keep Wayne silent.”

“Evadne, your attention to detail is astonishing. I'm still at sea level while you're soaring in the stratosphere.”

Thaddeus, always sparing in his praise for his dear wife, continued, “But honestly, if Avery does nothing, he'll most likely get through this unscathed.”

“Hah, trusting Snakey Avery to play nice is like believing pigs might fly!”

Evadne's eyes flashed coldly, her laughter chilling. “Avery's such a despicable man; he doesn't deserve a loyal subordinate like Director-General Wayne. He's been able to do wrong for so long because he's been blackmailing countless people, playing them against each other for his own benefit. He thinks he controls everything, not realizing he's overlooked something crucial.”

Thaddeus immediately added, “Overstretch and you'll snap back.”

“My wise husband.” Evadne blew a kiss towards the phone.

Suddenly, the door burst open—

Elsie's heart skipped a beat as she stood up, only to see Harvey, cheeks flushed, staring straight at her as he marched over. She could tell right away he'd been drinking, but he wasn't drunk, just slightly tipsy. Harvey, Avery's secretary and confidant, had always been cautious, always sober. Tonight, he'd broken that rule, which was out of character.

“You've been drinking?” Elsie asked, surprised.

“Ellie, I'm so happy.”

Harvey's gaze was hazy as he smiled, suddenly gripping her waist tightly and pulling her soft body into his embrace. Elsie could feel his arousal, making her skin crawl with discomfort, nearly gagging!

“What are you doing? Let me go!”

The more she struggled, the more excited he became, forcefully making her look into his eyes: “Ellie, I have wonderful news.”

Elsie's heart pounded, her voice trembling, “What is it?”

“We're getting married.”

Harvey's breath, heavy with the scent of whiskey, weighed down the air between them, brushing against her nose and almost grazing her lips. With a barely contained fervor, he whispered, “Mr. Chambers has given you to me. From now on, you are my wife... my woman!”