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His Ex wife is a billionaire Chapter 576

Chapter 576

Several yards away, Thaddeus’s gaze was like ice, locking with Frederic’s in a silent standoff.

Rows of black chairs stood between them, like a thicket of brambles fraught with the turbulent whispers of secrets and deceit.

The air pressure in the banquet hall plummeted, leaving Dennis and the manager dumbstruck, their scalps tingling with an inexplicable chill.

“Thaddeus, what are you doing here? What the hell is going on?” Frederic had his suspicions, but anger compelled him to seek confirmation.

“The answer is quite obvious, isn’t it, Mr. Abernathy?”

Clad in a tailored grey suit, Thaddeus stood his ground, his aura of insurmountable pride and cold aloofness pressing down on Frederic–the kind of pressure that made the seasoned corporate mogul struggle to catch his breath.

The scales were tipping. Thaddeus was soon to be the wave that would crush him upon the shore. The intimidation and oppression he felt now surpassed anything he had known in his youth.

For a fleeting moment, he was grateful no outsiders were present to witness their confrontation.

“The reporters you invited? I sent them packing. It seems they’d rather cross you than dare to cross me,” Thaddeus’s l*ps curled into a frosty smirk.

“You, why would you do this?” Frederic’s blood boiled, his ears ringing with the surge of his pulse. “Is it that b*tch from the Ashbourne family pulling your strings? Have you truly forsaken your own family’s dignity and reputation for her, not seeing she’s playing you for a fool?”

Thaddeus’s handsome visage darkened, a tempest swirling in his eyes, “My actions are my own, and they are unrelated to Evadne. I will not allow you to insult the woman I am to marry.”

Frederic’s pupils constricted in shock!

Dennis and the manager, upon hearing this, were petrified!

“Besides, even if Evadne were toying with me, what of it? If it brings a smile to the face of the one I love, then I welcome it with open arms.”

“Madman, you’re out of your mind!” Frederic, the tycoon at the helm, resorted to the coarsest of language in his fury.

“At least that’s better than you, harboring a criminal, losing all sense of right and wrong,” Thaddeus retorted without a flinch.

Frederic, consumed by wrath, exclaimed, “I am the chairman of the Abernathy Group. Every decision I make is for the benefit of our family and corporation! You selfish fool, engrossed in your romantic delusions, how can you understand the sacrifices I’ve made?”

In Thaddeus’s eyes lay a cold desolation.

He wished he had never existed rather than to learn that his mother’s love and trust had been bestowed upon a man of such callous hypocrisy.

“Tomorrow morning at nine, we’ll settle this in court.”

Without another word, Thaddeus strode past Frederic, his parting shot hanging in the air, “Whatever tricks you and Cedric have up your sleeves, bring them on. But no matter what you do, there will only be one outcome. And that is to watch Elspeth pay for her crimes and face the harshest of judgments.”

In the parking lot, Evadne hacked into the hotel’s surveillance system once more, bearing witness to the clash between Thaddeus and his father.

She was heartened to see Thaddeus defend her without hesitation, but the increasingly strained father–son relationship posed a significant risk to his position.

༠༴ མར༠ ༤ན ཧཧ ༢ ཎ ཝཿČ༤ཎ་

Although his grandfather doted on his, age had limited his influence.

Thaddeus still held power, but should Chad return in good form, the Abernathy Group’s future was uncertain.

Regardless of Thaddeus’s claims of indifference, Evadne couldn’t help but consider his well–being. After all, it was the empire he had built. If he lost his throne for her sake, she couldn’t just stand by.

Knock, knock, knock-

The sound on her car window pulled her from her thoughts, and she quickly closed her laptop, turning to face the source.

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Thaddeus stood outside, with two cups of coffee in hand, his gaze filled with adoration.

Evadne quickly opened the car door, allowing him to slide in and hand her a warm cup.

“Spying again?”

ཡོ ཤ རྦ༅

She pressed her l*ps together, holding the coffee cup with both hands, “Well. I can’t have you getting bullied, can I?”

“Do I look good?” Thaddeus’s hand gently brushed the top of her head, his fingers softly playing with her hair.

Evadne leaned in, planting a k*ss on his cheek.

He wrapped an arm around her waist, his breath warm on her nose, “I owe you one for today. Without you representing the K Group and pressuring the media, my influence alone wouldn’t have kept all the city’s reporters at bay. Frederic hates me for ruining his plans, but even more for making him lose face.”

“Thaddeus,” Evadne began, her voice soft but firm, “Promise me, once this Elspeth matter is settled, try to avoid direct conflicts with your father. Okay?”

“Are you worried about me?” Thaddeus lifted her chin, a smile tugging at his l*ps.

“I’m serious.”

“After Elspeth gets what she deserves, I promise you, as long as Frederic doesn’t target your family or trouble you again, I’ll let bygones be bygones.”

Then Thaddeus’s phone rang.

He checked the screen, his eyes softening with complexity, “Evadne, it’s Grandpa. He wants to see us.”

On the way to Havenbrook Villa, both of them harbored worries.

They knew how much Hamilton cherished them.

But calling them at such a critical time–had he learned of Thaddeus’s intervention at the press conference? Had Frederic already complained, summoning them for a reckoning?

After all, the Abernathy Group was also Hamilton’s life’s work. No one wished to see their legacy waver in the storm.

As Evadne stepped through the door of Hamilton’s cozy cottage, her heart skipped with a mischievous beat. Without a moment’s hesitation, she dashed across the room and enveloped the silver–haired figure of Hamilton in an embrace that could rival any bear hug.

“Grandpa! Oh, I’ve missed you so much!”

“Ha–ha, my dear! I miss you terribly!” Hamilton’s laughter hadn’t been this hearty in ages.

From the corner, Thaddeus raised an eyebrow ever so slightly.

Hamilton had once claimed Evadne as his granddaughter to bridge the gap between them, but now that he knew they were an item, why hadn’t he corrected himself? It was awkward beyond measure.

“Grandpa, in a bit, I’ll check your pulse and give you a thorough exam, then I’ll whip up your favorite soup, how’s that sound?” Evadne knelt on one knee before Hamilton, her face blooming with a spring–like tenderness as she smiled up at him.

“You’ll have to make extra then, you know Frank loves it too.” Hamilton patted her head with affection.

“Sure thing, no problem!”

Just then, Hamilton’s gaze shifted to Thaddeus, his eyes suddenly tightening with severity.

Evadne’s heart pounded like a drum. She had played up her charm to shield Thaddeus from any blame, but it seemed Hamilton was still miffed with him.

“So, I hear you botched your dad’s press conference?”

“Yes, Grandpa.” Thaddeus’s voice was calm, betraying not a hint of fear.

Hamilton’s eyebrows knitted together, and before anyone could blink, he had sl*pped off his loafer and flung it at his grandson. Thaddeus caught it mid–air, his expression tight. “Grandpa, let’s talk this out. Don’t get yourself worked up.”

“Nonsense!” Hamilton scolded, his temper flaring.

Evadne tensed, ready to defend Thaddeus, but then Hamilton continued, “You should have come to me first before acting on your own. What, got a taste for making your father angry, do you?”

“Grandpa, I.”

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“If your dad had done this, I’d be ticked off too. But he didn’t consult me before going ahead with it, and now I want to give him a piece of my mind.”

Hamilton sighed with frustration. “You should have told me in advance, let me confront him. That way, you wouldn’t have clashed with your dad again. Two birds with one stone. Now you’ve just given him another headache. He’s petty, and he’ll hold a grudge against you for sure. It’s not worth it!”

“Grandpa, I know you want to protect me, but I’m not that five–year–old boy anymore. I’ve grown up. I can look after you, Evadne, and the entire Abernathy estate.”

Thaddeus, moved, walked over and knelt down, sl*pping the loafer back onto his grandfather’s foot. “You don’t need to worry about me anymore. I can handle my own battles. You should enjoy your retirement and not stress over me.”

“Ah, maybe you’re right. I’m just an old man now, not much use anymore.” Hamilton sighed deeply, his eyes misting over with

emotion.

Thaddeus’s voice caught in his throat. “Grandpa, don’t say that.”

Evadne noticed the sadness in Hamilton’s eyes.

Her eyes brimming with unshed tears, she almost lost her composure.

“Tomorrow’s the court date, right?” Hamilton asked with a heavy gaze.

The couple exchanged glances and nodded.

“Murray! Bring in the gifts I’ve prepared for these two kiddos!” Hamilton bellowed with a vigor that belied his age.

“Right away, Mr. Hamilton!”

Murray approached with two elegantly wrapped gifts, handing one to Evadne and the other to Thaddeus.

“Evadne, Thaddeus, go on, open them,” Hamilton encouraged, his eyes twinkling with a gentle smile.

Evadne, delighted with her present, tore into the package eagerly.

What appeared before her was a sleeveless black satin flapper dress, adorned with a pair of butterflies poised for flight among the roses, like a vivid oil painting come to life!

“The work of a top–notch tailor!” Evadne’s fingers traced the delicate stitching, utterly enchanted.

“Ah, you know its quality,” Hamilton said with a chuckle, giving her a thumbs–up. “The flapper dress symbolizes a triumphant victory. You get the drift.”

Thaddeus opened his gift to replace a matching vintage black waistcoat. He couldn’t help but chuckle. “Grandpa, Evadne can wear hers. But how am I supposed to wear this?”

Hamilton teased, “I didn’t say you had to wear it. If you did, who’d know whether you were off to work or to a vaudeville show?”

Thaddeus was speechless.

“Mr. Thaddeus, the waistcoat is a symbol of surefire success, just like Ms. Evadne’s gift. They’re a pair,” Murray explained with a warm smile.

Triumphant victory, surefire success.

They understood Hamilton’s intentions.

“Tomorrow in court, I’m rooting for you. Give it your all,” Hamilton squeezed their hands firmly.

“Grandpa, thank you.” Evadne, typically so eloquent, could only muster gratitude, her eyes moist with emotion.

Thaddeus, holding back tears, forced a smile. “Grandpa, Evadne and I are just going to sit in on the trial, not taking an exam. But still, thank you. We’ll win this.”