His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 990

Could it really be such a coincidence?

Both he and Evadne harbored deep suspicions that Dorothy was indeed Mrs. Ashbourne, Evadne's mother. Yet, based solely on a document without a photo, jumping to conclusions seemed a bit hasty.

However, his friend had been working in the royal circles for years, and his intel was unlikely to be flawed.

Dorothy was rumored to be the lover of King Helgen.

Later, she was framed by the queen, imprisoned, escaped, and then pursued.

It led to her diving into the sea, drifting from place to place, until she found refuge with the Ashbourne family in Skyrim. Every piece of the puzzle seemed to fit perfectly.

What startled Thaddeus even more was the timing of Dorothy's pursuit matched the timeline.

Too many coincidences made them seem less like coincidences.

Especially today, when the king suddenly summoned Cassius, a stranger to him, to the palace for a meeting, treating him with unprecedented closeness and even gifting him a personal treasure...

"Bro, did the queen accompany you during your palace visit today?" Thaddeus suddenly asked.

Cassius shook his head gently, "No, the queen was nowhere to be seen the entire time."

"And the prince?"

"I heard the prince has been unwell. A few years back, he still made public appearances with the king, attended state visits and charity events. But since last year, he's been bedridden, withdrawing from all duties to focus on his health. So, I didn't get to meet him."

What kind of illness lasts for two whole years?

It must be something incurable.

Seeing Thaddeus's somber expression, Cassius grew curious, "Thaddeus, why the sudden interest?"

Thaddeus's mind was in turmoil, clutching the jade pendant tightly.

He was overwhelmed by a surge of emotions, feeling as if he was about to uncover a truth that would turn the Ashbourne family upside down, as monumental as revealing the secrets of the heavens.

All these clues linked together too smoothly.

He stood with his hands behind his back, backlit by the light.

"Your Majesty, I've secretly sent the cup used by Cassius for DNA testing. The results will be out tomorrow," whispered his trusted secretary, who had been with him for nearly forty years, standing behind him.

"This matter is of great importance, utmost secrecy is required. Especially from the queen."

Benedict lowered his gaze, his eyes fixed on a photo of him with Cassius on his phone screen.

His expression was stoic, but his heart was tumultuous, filled with a huge, fervent hope.

"Rest assured, everything is under control."

The secretary paused, then stepped forward, his voice softening, "He does bear a resemblance to you, especially when you stand side by side."

Amidst a whirlwind of emotions, Benedict closed his reddened eyes, a tender smile on his lips:

"I thought so too."