His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 632

Chapter 632

Over at the bustling Ashbourne household, the family gathered around Emerio, showering him with

attention and affection.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, two love–struck couples helped Myra as she prepared a feast. Myra’s

culinary skills were legendary, and even when it came to something as simple as making taco, she

infused them with a rainbow of colors red, pink, green, yellow – each hue bringing a unique flavor to the

table.

“Myra, you really spoil my dad rotten,” Evadne teased, her hands deftly shaping plump, little dough

pockets that resembled chubby golden coins, “It’s just taco, and you’ve turned them into a seven–

colored spectacle. Is he trying to summon a god or what? Talk about high–maintenance!”

“Your dad loves it, it’s his favorite,” Myra sald with a sweet smile, “I thought since he’s eating, we might

as well all eat together. Make a little party of it.”

“You, Suri, and Aviana treat Emeric like he’s the crown prince. In other families, it’s the men doting on

the women, but in the Ashbourne clan, it’s all topsy–turvy,” Evadne snorted playfully, “Did Mom pamper

him like this too? I can’t imagine she did.”

“Your mother adored taco; it’s her specialty. She always made them for your father, and he could eat

them every day without tiring of them,” Myra recalled fondly.

A twinge of sorrow tightened Evadne’s grip on the dough, a pang of loss souring her throat.

Thaddeus sensed her mood shift and offered her a misshapen lump of dough, his earnest face seeking

approval, “Evadne, how‘ about this masterpiece?”

“It’s a disaster,” she burst out laughing at the sight of the doughy blob, “What is that, a hacky sack or a

meteor hammer? You’re eating that one, buddy. My life’s worth something too, you know.”

“Deal. I’ll eat it,” Thaddeus replied, relieved to see her smile.

In the back of his mind, however, he pondered the Ashbourne family dynamics. From the way they

spoke, it was clear that Emeric had deeply loved Evadne’s mother, his first wife. His love seemed

genuine, unlike the muddled affection Frederic claimed to have for his own wife. Yet, if Emeric’s love

was as deep as the ocean, why would he remarry? It seemed like a contradiction.

“Jason, my taco looks terrible, way worse than yours,” Nydia pouted, embarrassed by her lack of skill. Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“They look perfect to me. I’m going to eat every single one you make,” Jason said, his arms cautiously

wrapping around her, his breath warm against her cheek as he whispered sweet nothings.

Their intimacy made Nydia blush as bright as the dawn. Jason, ever the gentleman, had shown his love

and desire that one passionate night, his touch trembling with restrained emotion, proving it was his

first time as well.

Myra continued making taco, seemingly oblivious to the young couple’s tender exchange. Yet, the

small, knowing smile curling on her lips betrayed her delight. She knew that happiness for her daughter

trumped any business alliances, family glory, or societal matches. After all, very few families could

match the Ashbourne’s stature, and even then, it was like opening a mystery box – no guarantee of

finding a treasure or a trinket.

Evadne’s thoughts were interrupted by Cassius, who rushed into the kitchen with news from the

Chambers Group.

“Myra, Nydia, why don’t you step out for a moment?” Myra suggested, sensing the gravity of the

situation.

“No need, Myra. We’re all family here; there’s nothing we can’t discuss,” Evadne said, her demeanor

serious.

Jason listened intently, sidelined from the business world ever since his injury at the hands of Ward and

the brutal assault by the Chambers family that nearly left him disabled. He yearned to be useful again

to President Ashbourne and Ms. Ashbourne.

“Cassius, remember that resort project in Country T that Matthew took from us? It seems their shoddy

planning is starting to show,” Evadne said calmly as she pinched a dumpling closed, “I bet they’re

having trouble with that little village on the resort’s access road. Unless the Chambers Group can

flatten it and relocate the residents, they’re in for a tough time.”

Jason nodded in agreement, while Nydia/admired her sister’s intelligence, understanding why Jason

had once risked everything for Evadne. Compared to her brilliant sister, Nydia felt ordinary and weak.

Cassius‘ news was just another battle in the ongoing war of business, and as the Ashbourne family

braced for the next move, the kitchen once a place of love and laughter transformed into a strategic

war room.

Being loved by Jason was truly a blessing for her.

“Evadne’s got a sharp mind,” Thaddeus said with a tender look in his eyes as he carefully shaped

another one and placed it on the cutting board. “And I’ve done some digging. That village has been

around for two hundred years and is considered a historical heritage site”

“There would be a public outcry if it were razed to build some fancy resort. The government wouldn’t

dare do it so blatantly.”

Cassius nodded, “That’s why some folks are getting desperate, trying to force their hand behind the

scenes.”

The couple gasped, “Matthew’s trying to bulldoze the place? When did this happen?”

“Last night. He timed it for the wee hours when many of the villagers were still asleep. Houses came

crashing down, causing serious injuries.”

Cassius‘ expression turned icy, “The incident happened abroad, and the Chambers Group managed to

suppress the news almost immediately. Local media, even if they catch wind of it, are too intimidated

by the Chambers‘ influence to report it.”

Thaddeus, his voice grave, asked, “Cassius, are there any fatalities?”

“Not at the moment.”

“Then this thing can be kept under wraps.”

Thaddeus‘ eyes were steely, “It’s only considered a major disaster if there are deaths. Only then would

the Chambers Group not be able to cover it up.”

“The Chambers Group thinks they can get away with murder just because it’s overseas?”

Evadne slammed her hand on the table, flattening the meatball, “Who says no media will dare to

report? Don’t forget, we’ve got World Wonders Weekly under the K Group’s control. Just watch,

tomorrow, 3 PM sharp!”

Myra listened quietly, shaking her head, “The Chambers kids are way too reckless. It’s been so long, I

thought they would’ve toned it down by now.”

Jason was also outraged, “A leopard can’t change its spots.”

Evadne raised an eyebrow, “Like father, like son. Can you really expect anything good from that

family?”

Thaddeus pondered for a moment and then gripped her hand tightly, his boyfriend game strong, “I’ll

send someone to Country T right away to keep an eye on things. If you expose this, and Matthew feels

cornered, he’s bound to do something to quell the storm.”

The dinner atmosphere was great.

Emeric perked up at the sight of the meatballs and even invited Thad to join him for the meal.

At the table, it was all proper above the board but quite cheeky below it.

At night, Cassius returned to his study to go through a mountain of paperwork. His father’s illness had

already shaken up the K Group, and Bevis was taking advantage of the situation, causing headaches.

Fortunately, Cassius had the skills to stabilize things, and the consortium was back on track.

After a long session, he took off his glasses, massaged his temples, and closed his eyes for a brief

respite.

“Phew, what a day… I wonder when that girl will let me retire.”

There was a knock at the door.

Cassius got up and opened it.

“President Ashbourne.”

Chasel leaned casually against the doorframe, his fox–like eyes twinkling, “Care for a private, after–

hours massage?”

Cassius looked him over with a weary gaze, “Since when did you pick up a side gig?”

“A jack of all trades,” Chasel said with a smile that seemed to hold endless affection, “Whatever you

need, I’m here for you.”

Cassius felt a sudden tightness in his throat, and a blush tinged the corners of his eyes.

By day, Chasel was in his lab coat, fulfilling his duties.

By night, he became an irresistible temptation.

Cassius‘ heart raced, and he turned away to avoid looking at him.

But then, the door closed, and suddenly Chasel was embracing him from behind, their bodies pressing

close.

“Cassius, I’ve missed you.”

Chasel’s voice was husky and soft as his chin brushed against Cassius‘ broad back, “Even though your

room is just down the hall, being separated by just one wall feels like an insurmountable distance. I

can’t stop thinking about you.”

“Cassius.”

“Cassius.”

The unexpected confession made Cassius‘ breath hitch, and as he lost himself in his thoughts, his

warm, moist hand covered Chasel’s on his waist.

The tumultuous emotions within him were fighting to be set free, threatening to boil over.

He wasn’t sure how much longer he could contain them.

Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after, possibly tonight.

Knock, knock, knock-

Another set of knocks came, followed by Suri’s calm voice from outside.

“Cassius, is Chasel with you?”