His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 845

In the wee hours, the darkness was oppressive.

Evadne was nestled sweetly against Thaddeus, deep in slumber, but the man himself hadn't yet fallen asleep. He

was poring over a stack of financial reports and project plans that he had pulled from the nightstand.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, followed by the anxious voice of Alva, "Mr. and Mrs. Abernathy, are you

asleep?"

Thaddeus, cautious not to wake his beloved, quietly got out of bed and tiptoed to the door.

"Alva, what are you doing up this late?"

"Mr. Abernathy, Mr. Waverley is here!"

"Mr. Waverley? You mean Evadne's brother Elvis?" Thaddeus was slightly taken aback.

"Yes! He's in the living room right now; he looks terrible. You better cdown quickly!"

Just then, Evadne, in her fluffy slippers and rubbing her sleepy eyes, shuffled up behind him.

"Thaddeus, | heard you mention Elvis is here?"

"I'm sorry for waking you," Thaddeus' eyes softened as he gently wrapped his arm around her waist.

Evadne leaned into his embrace; the two bodies intimately snuggling with merely silk fabric between them.

"It's okay, but Elvis wouldn't cthis late without a good reason. Let's go see him, Thaddeus."

In the living room.

When Mr. and Mrs. Abernathy saw Elvis with his face bloodied and his clothes torn, their expressions turned to

shock!

Especially Evadne, she'd never seen her brother so disheveled and distraught. Elvis, always as mighty as a

demigod!

Of course, the battles Elvis fought, the life-and-death situations, he'd never let his beloved sister witness.

"Elvis! What happened? Are you hurt?!"

Evadne rushed forward, her delicate hands frantically searching over his shoulders, her face pale with worry.

"Evadne, I'm alright," Elvis looked as if his soul had been drained off, his voice hollow, his gaze distant.

Evadne, frantic with worry, pressed, "You're alright? Look at your face! And what happened to your clothes?!"

After a moment, Elvis slowly lifted his head, his breathing heavy as if a violent emotion was about to burst forth.

"Evadne, I've never asked for anything over the years, but this time, I'm begging you."

Gazing at him, Thaddeus widened his eyes in surprise.

From the carefree and reckless to the violently angry, Thaddeus had seen many sides of Elvis. But this version of

Elvis was something entirely new.

Evadne's voice was raw with urgency; she shook his shoulders, "Elvis, you don't need to be formal with me. Just

tellwhat's going on!"

"Is there any way to save her?"

"Save who?!"

Elvis choked up, "Elsie."

They were both stunned. This was the first tthey had heard another woman's nfrom Elvis.

Elvis, his eyelashes fluttering, pulled a packet of blue pills from his pocket and placed it in Evadne's palm.

Evadne's eyes widened in disbelief, “Elvis, where did you get these pills?!"

"From Elsie."

He then pressed his lips together tightly, recounting the night's events. Throughout, Mr. and Mrs. Abernathy's

breath held cautiously, their gazes were burning with deep worry. Just thinking of those soul-stirring scenes

would make their scalp numb and their heart throbbing.

"So, the mastermind behind all this is still Avery?" Thaddeus clenched his fists, his knuckles white, “He disguised

these batches of unknown medicine as drugs, used Warner to distribute them, and even shipped them overseas

to rope in drug lords to help distribute his goods. It looks like drug trafficking, but in reality, he's using these

people as guinea pigs for his drug experiments. His goal from the start wasn't just money!"

"One drug, from development to clinical trials and then to government approval, can take a tedious and lengthy

process, often up to five years or even a decade. And trials on animals don't provide as accurate data as those

on humans."

Evadne, realizing the inhumanity of the situation, was filled with fury, "With enough test subjects and detailed

data, he could significantly speed up the drug development process, shortening what might take ten years to

maybe two or three!

Clearly, this's a powerful drug; otherwise, Avery wouldn't risk human trials! If he succeeds, he'll become

unstoppable!

As for Wayne, Gordon's sudden arrest last tlikely also involved him. This sort of collusion between

government and business is typical for the Chambers Group. No doubt, he's also been pushing this drug trial

agenda from behind the scenes!"

With the clues provided by Elsie, Evadne connected all the dots, her analytical mind shining.

"lI wanna get Elsie out, but she refuses to leave Avery's side; she wants to stay and act as an undercover."

Elvis' heart ached as he recalled Elsie's resolute expression, as if his heart was pierced and then violently stirred,

"Evadne, Elsie must be safe. She must!"

Evadne grasped his cold hand, "Elvis, your feelings for Elsie..."

Elvis looked into his sister's beautiful face, his nose tingling with emotion.

Once, she and Elsie had looked so alike, almost indistinguishable from a distance. Now, Elsie was no longer a

mere copy of Evadne, no longer anyone's substitute.

Elsie was Elsie, uniquely his Ms. Archer. With all his passion surging, Elvis confirmed resolutely, "Evadne, I've

fallen in love with her. I've fallen in love with Elsie."

Chapter 845

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