His Ex wife is a billionaire Chapter 687

Chapter 687

Seeing Aaron’s solemn expression, the couple grew serious too.

“Aaron, spill it.”

“You two, crusading around like modern–day Robin Hood and Maid Marian, your reputation precedes you,” Aaron’s voice dripped with feign bitterness.

Thaddeus couldn’t help but glance at his wife beside him, lifting his large hand to cradle the nape of her n*eck, tenderly kneading, “Not me, I just follow Evadne’s lead. It’s all her smart, kind–hearted.”

“Aaron’s poking fun at us, and there you go, playing the modest card and dumping the big hat on me. You’re going to give me so much pressure one of these days!”

Evadne squinted her dazzling eyes and nudged him in the ribs with her elbow.

“I’m not mocking. I’m dead serious.”

Aaron’s face took on a grave tone, “Today’s perpetrator, the one who took Marilla, he killed two members of a high school bully pack.”

Darkness clouded Thaddeus‘ eyes, a frost seeming to spread across his handsome features. And Evadne’s gaze turned icy too.

It seemed like fate that both of these kindred spirits had suffered from bullying in their youth, making them despise such vile acts even more than the average person!

“That kidnapper has a daughter who suffered two years of torment at the hands of those five, even had compromising photos taken, forced to be their slave. If she didn’t comply, they’d threaten to blast those photos over the school network. The girl and her father reported it to the police more than once, but it was always dismissed for lack of evidence. Those five brutes, with two of them having deep pockets and connections, left the father and daughter without recourse, at the mercy of their tormentors. In the end, the girl couldn’t bear the humiliation and chose to end her life by jumping from a building.”

“Deep pockets? Connections?”

Thaddeus‘ gaze turned fierce, like a predator ready to pounce, “Give me their names. I want to see just how rich and powerful they are!”

Evadne’s eyes reddened with rage, “How’s the girl doing now?”

“Still in a coma, but they’re fighting to save her.”

Aaron sighed heavily, clenching his fists, “I’ve seen the report, the medical examination records -the evidence we have now is enough to prosecute those bullies. And they’re of age now, if we follow the proper channels.”

“If it was about following the proper channels, Aaron, you wouldn’t be coming to me and Thaddeus,” Evadne cut through his intentions sharply.

Aaron swallowed hard, his tone somber, “Murder is murder, and it calls for justice. I feel for that father, but I don’t condone what he did. He must face the law. But his daughter is innocent. She didn’t deserve any of this, and those who are responsible should pay dearly”

“It’s the only way a regular dad could think of to avenge his daughter,” murmured Thaddeus, his l*ps barely moving.

“Aaron, your department must deal with cases like this all the time, right?”

Evadne asked curiously, “Why are you so invested in this one? Did you know the girl?”

The image of Marilla, tearful and adorable even in distress, flashed before Aaron’s eyes, warming his heart, “First, because the consequences of this bullying are too vile for me to stomach. Second, Marilla asked me to make sure justice is served for that

girl.”

Aaron’s sudden mention of Marilla caught the couple off guard.

“Back then, in the crisis, Marilla’s ability to escape was because she convinced that man. She said she would stand by that girl through her ordeal and help get revenge. I don’t want to let Marilla down.”

Realizing how that might sound, Aaron added in a bland tone, “Marilla is innocent, pure like a sanctuary. I hope she can always be as trusting as she is now, with no lies or deception in her world.”

Evadne met his gaze, her eyes reflecting an unfathomable emotion.

“If it’s Marilla’s wish, then I’m even more determined to fulfill it.”

Thaddeus, without a doubt, felt a twinge of guilt, “I’ve been such a lousy brother. All these years, she suffered at home, and I was

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so oblivious. It took me years to see, and I wouldn’t have known if not for Evadne. I’m really no good.”

“Don’t sell yourself short; you’re a great brother, and I can vouch for that.”

Evadne leaned into him, planting a k*ss on his n*eck, “Don’t forget, without you, where would Marilla find such a devoted boyfriend? Just for that, you’ve already won.”

Thaddeus‘ heart melted, desire flooding his eyes as he caressed her waist and captured her soft l*ps.

Aaron, cloaked in an almost imperceptible sadness, opened the car door and left them with a parting word, “I’ll send the

documents later. Don’t cross the legal line, but apart from that, do what you must.”

Worried about their sister’s wellbeing, Mr. and Mrs. Abernathys said goodbye to Aaron and hurried to Jareth’s estate.

They didn’t see Marilla, however; they didn’t even make it through the door, stopped by the man himself.

Thaddeus, Evadne, no need to worry. Except being seriously scared, Marilla’s fine. Lily’s got her asleep,” Jareth’s eyes were a bit dazed and bloodshot.

Casting aside Marilla’s well–being, his state was evidently not good; he must have be scared also.

Thaddeus wanted to insist on checking on her, but Evadne tugged at his arm, giving him a knowing look. Taking the hint, he changed his approach, “She’s really okay?”

“She’s fine.”

Jareth managed a strained smile, trying to lighten the mood, “If she wasn’t, do you think I’d be here talking to you so calmly? I’d have torn the place apart by now.”

That made sense.

“Let Marilla rest then. We’ll come by when she’s feeling more settled,” with that, Evadne linked arm with Thaddeus‘ and as they turned to leave, Jareth suddenly called out, “Evadne.”

“Yes? What is it?”

Jareth’s l*ps, parched and pale, pressed tightly together. He hesitated, wrestling with his thoughts, but eventually, he swallowed the news about Aaron, “Chairman Ashbourne, how has he been feeling? Any better?”

“Much better, thank you for your concern, Mr. Fairhaven.”

Evadne’s l*ps curved in a delicate smile as she and Thaddeus left, arm in arm like a pair of celestial beings bound in love.

Jareth watched their retreating figures, feeling his own heart ache as if struggling against the relentless current of a river, caught in a whirlpool of self–doubt.

He envied them deeply, Thaddeus and Evadne’s unwavering, till–death–do–us–part kind of love. He was deeply in love with Marilla,

and he felt Marilla loved him too.

But who did she really love? Was it Jareth, or the idea of being in love with the first Jareth who had shown her affection? What if

the first man she had met had been Aaron?

Jareth’s vision blurred, darkness creeping at the edges as his hand, gripping the doorframe, tensed and veins bulged, afraid to ponder any deeper.

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