His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

“What?!”

“Really?!”

Thad and Evadne burst out in unison; the shock and excitement were clear on their faces as they looked at each other – a perfect match of disbelief and thrill.

Jason swallowed hard, and his throat was dry from the dash over, “As true as the sky is blue! To prevent any meddling, the DNA test was done by Dr. Bright overseas, and locally at the Ashbourne family clinic. I supervised the whole thing!”

Thad’s long lashes cast a shadow over his brooding eyes as he sharply scanned the words that reeked of mockery, malice, and absurdity:

No genetic link whatsoever!

While Evadne was beside herself with excitement, she was the picture of calm.

This paternity test result was just a confirmation of the puzzle she couldn’t figure out on countless sleepless nights.

She had doubted from Glynnis‘ personality, character, and looks that she wasn’t a true Abernathy. Now, the truth was crystal clear!“Jason, you had Chasel run the test, did he say anything?” Evadne asked, trying to steady her racing heart.“He did.”

Jason recalled the conversation with a mix of amusement and exasperation, “He asked if one of the ladies had an Ashbourne bun in the oven; Emeric suspected that it wasn’t his seed and made him swear to take the secret to the grave.”

Evadne facepalmed at the absurdity.

He wasn’t planning on taking secrets to the grave; he was just too eager for some juicy gossip!

“Jason, keep this under wraps. No one else needs to know,” Evadne instructed firmly.

Jason scratched his head in discomfort, “Uh. well, Dr. Bright went straight to Cassius with the news, so he knows it too.”

Evadne’s lips twitched in resignation, “Alright then! Those two might as well be joined at the hip. Just make sure it doesn’t spread any further. Got it?”

Jason nodded vigorously.

A chilling aura crept around Evadne, and she looked up to see Thad; his handsome face was as cold as frost, and his eyes were sparking with an alarming intensity. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Thad, you okay?” Evadne asked; her voice was a gentle caress.

Thad tossed the crumpled report on the table, his voice devoid of emotion, “I’m fine. It’s just funny.”

“For a moment, I thought of my mother, of the day when Elspeth arrived at the Abernathy mansion heavily pregnant more than twenty years ago, and a myriad of other things. They all flashed through my mind like a carousel.”

A sharp pain pricked at Evadne’s heart as she tightly grasped his cold hand, “I feel your pain, I understand you.” “Back then, right after Glynnis was born, Frederic had the paternity test done, and it confirmed their father–daughter relationship. Elspeth must have had all her ducks in a row early on. It was so much easier to fake a paternity test two decades ago.”

Jason felt his heart tighten, his disdain for Elspeth was still strong, “Right. For a woman hell–bent on climbing the social ladder by marrying into wealth, such a sleight of hand is hardly surprising.”

“What I didn’t expect,” Evadne continued, her voice tinged with disbelief, is that Frederic, living with a child who bore no resemblance to him days and nights, never once doubted Elspeth and Glynnis.*

Thad’s eyelids dropped; he said with a voice laced with mockery, “Perhaps Frederic was truly besotted with Elspeth. He didn’t even know that woman killed my mother, why would he suspect anything about Glynnis‘ origins?”

In the silence of the wine cellar, Evadne laughed coldly, “I actually hope that Frederic truly loved Elspeth. Only in that way will his world crumble and will he lose everything, when he learns the whole truth.”

“I used to wish that Frederic had loved my mother, even just a little. I couldn’t bear the thought of her loving someone who never loved her back.”

Thad smiled resignedly, “But now, I’d rather he never loved her at all. That man doesn’t deserve her.”

Evadne stood on her tiptoes and kissed the corner of his lips, “Your love is all that matters.”

His hand, warm on her waist, responded to her kiss instantly.

Whenever it was, wherever they were, no matter what she did, he always had a response for her.

“So, with this ace up your sleeve, what’s your plan?”

Before Jason could finish, Thad’s phone rang

“Gordon.”

“Trouble, Mr. Thad! We’ve lost Glynnis!”