His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 715
It was 10 AM on the dot when Ms. Ashbourne’s Rolls–Royce, as steady as a temple, pulled up in front of the K Group
headquarters.
A handful of company bigwigs, bouquets in hand, lined up outside to greet her. Before she took over the K Hotel, she was merely
considered as Chairman Ashbourne’s “love child“. Having gone through tons of setbacks, she’d carved her own path in
Elmsworth, and acquired a name for herself in the cutthroat world of business.
The lobby had been meticulously prepared for her arrival, with an opulent red carpet rolled out and a welcome ceremony of the
highest order awaiting her.
No one dared to underestimate Ms. Ashbourne.
Inside the car, Jason, seated shotgun, adjusted his tie and peered through the rearview mirror at Evadne, who was resting with
her eyes closed, “Ms. Ashbourne, we’ve arrived.”
Evadne’s pretty eyes fluttered open.
Jason’s eyes lit up with an earnest curiosity, “Ms. Ashbourne, your blush is quite fetching today -rosy with just a hint of pink.
Might I ask the brand? I’d like to get one for Nydia.”
Evadne’s cheeks flushed a deeper shade, her mind flashing back to two hours earlier when she lay beneath Thaddeus, flushed
and blossoming.
His hands had caressed her waist, lingering with a possessive tenderness.
Could she admit the blush was called “Guilty Conscience“? Cursing the man who still left her weak in the knees, Evadne deftly
changed the subject, glancing towards Jason’s impeccably tied necktie, “Nice tie, Jason. Nydia’s gift?”
“Ms. Ashbourne, how did you know?” Jason’s perpetually youthful face turned a shade of pink.
“You don’t have the eye for it.”
Grinning sheepishly, Jason touched the tie lightly, his eyes brimming with contentment, “This pattern was hand–stitched by Nydia
herself. She even embroidered my initials on the back. It’s my most treasured possession – truly one of a kind.”

Evadne nodded, her lips curling into a smile, “I can tell. It’s Nydia’s handiwork. With something so precious, I’m surprised you
dare
to wear it to work.”
“Returning to the office, I’m a bundle of nerves. Having something from Nydia with me calms my spirit, and I believe it’ll bring me
good fortune.”
“Indeed, one needs all the luck they can get in this game.”
Evadne’s eyes squinted slightly, a wry smile playing on her lips, “There’s a tough battle ahead, a dragon to be slain.”
Jason’s gaze grew serious as he handed her a prepared dossier.
In the boardroom, all the company directors were present, including a disgruntled Bevis. The room was abuzz like a farmer’s
market, with incessant chatter.
“Although Chairman Ashbourne is indisposed, the reins should rightfully fall to you, his only brother.”
The group might have been Emeric’s subordinates, but loyalty varied, and with the chairman’s illness, coupled with Cassius‘
resignation, a few directors had started to secretly lean towards Bevis.
Bevis shrugged helplessly, playing the reluctant sibling to perfection, “I may be his brother, but you’ve seen my influence here. I
don’t have any say in this Group. And besides, even if my brother steps down, with Bennett around, it’s hardly my turn. Please,
spare me the jest.”
“Which of the Ashbourne children has the makings of a leader? If they did, Chairman Ashbourne would have groomed them by
now They can hardly compare to you.”

“Casting aside that, they shouldn’t.”
The room was plunged into stunned silence when the doors swung open. Jason marched in with a stern face, followed by the
sharp click of Evadne’s high heels that seemed to tread upon the directors‘ very throats, sending a shiver down their spines. Tve
been standing at the door for a while, overhearing your lively discussion. I even feel it’d be rude to interrupt.” Evadne remarked
with an amused smile as she strode forward, “But we do have a meeting to conduct. You can resume your chat afterward
The directors were taken aback, each mentally reviewing if they had spoken out of turn
Suddenly, Evadne paused behind Bevis, making him tense up, not daring to look back.
Her presence was overwhelming. Yet, she said nothing, merely taking her place at the head of the table with a composed smile.
“Everyone, my father has taken ill and left yesterday for treatment abroad.” Evadne’s demeanor was commanding yet restrained,
“As I’m sure everyone is aware, the formal appointment has been received by all within the K Group. As of its issuance, I am the
acting CEO. Besides, today, there are two things. One is to elect a new vice–chairman for the board.”
Some directors exchanged glances, their expressions thoughtful.
“Ms. Ashbourne.” A director allied with Bevis interjected, unable to contain himself, “You may be Chairman Ashbourne’s
daughter, but surely your experience doesn’t suffice to lead the K Group. Even if you’ve achieved some success at the
Elmsworth K Hotel, running a hotel is not the same as managing a conglomerate. You need at least two more years of ground–
level experience and our vote to earn your place at the helm.”
“That’s right. Chairman Ashbourne’s made such a hasty decision!” Others quickly echoed the sentiment.
Beviş saw more members start to hold against Evadne, his smugness deepening as a smirk played on his lips.
Jason, barely containing his anger at Bevis‘ arrogance, was itching to knock some sense into him.
“Oh, so you’re saying my father’s decision was hasty. Then please, enlighten me with a method that isn’t,” Evadne spun casually
in her chair.
“We think as Chairman Ashbourne’s own brother, Bevis has served our company for nearly three decades, and either for the
commitment or the credentials, he’s qualified to run this company.”

This man was a conservative member, having good terms with Bevis. Surely he wouldn’t be willing to bow down to what he
deemed a “wet behind the ears” young lady, so he intended to seize the moment to challenge, “A decision of this magnitude
should be put to a vote. Even Chairman Ashbourne can’t just dictate terms. This isn’t monarchy!”
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“Ah!” Evadne tapped her temple with slender fingers, swiveling her chair to face the assembly directly, “Thanks for reminding me;
there’s an important matter regarding President Ashbourne I nearly forgot. President Ashbourne, your little foray into junk bonds
turned out to be a spectacular flop, didn’t it? And let’s not forget about the cool five million of company funds you embezzled. We
really ought to settle that account today, shouldn’t we?”
The rest were like, “?!”
Embezzled five million of company funds? Didn’t that mean corruption?
“Even though five million means merely some numbers, since we’ve laid it out, there’s no such thing to cover it up!”
Bevis‘ color drained from shock to fury as he leapt from his seat, “Evadne! What in the world are you implying?!”
Evadne’s icy gaze was fixed on him, “What am I implying? And remember, in public, it’s ‘Ms. Ashbourne‘ to you. We’re not at a
family barbecue here.”
The room fell silent, the tension palpable. This heiress, she didn’t mince words, did she? No saving face with her!
Bevis‘ face was turning the color of burgundy wine, “Does my brother know about this?!”
“No need to involve my father. As the acting CEO of the K Group, I’m perfectly capable of handling this minor issue.”
Evadne leaned back on the chair, her half–sneer dancing at the corners of her lips, “Before, because of you playing a pitiful card
to my father, who considering you are his only brother, even covered your mess with his personal savings, it led to cerebral
infarction and the current instability of our company. The hit our stock took, the medical bills and hospitalization expenses,
totaling hundreds of millions, are a direct result of your actions. But I’m not even going to quibble over that. What I am concerned
with is the five million you owe the company. Debts must be paid; it’s the rule, and also the moral bottom line!”
The directors were stunned, all eyes on Bevis as his face twitched with barely suppressed rage. Even the one who had spoken
on his behalf remained silent now, not daring to utter a word.

“The money’s been replaced, even if it was by my brother. That’s done!” Bevis cast a vindictive glare, “That’s already been a
history You’re dredging this up for personal vendetta!”
“Who said this was over?” Evadne’s gaze turned icy cold as she slapped the table, making everyone jump, “In my book, right is
right, wrong is wrong. There’s no room for ambiguity here.”
Bevis, pale as sheet, felt chilly inside
Next to Evadne, Jason watched with almost fanboy admiration, internally cheering for his boss’s gutsy move.
“The K Group is a listed company, not your personal piggy bank for your relentless extravagance, Bevis!” Evadne’s sharp eyes
pierced through him, her unruffled elegant posture made people present unwittingly submit themselves to her. “If I keep a blind
eye on that, not to speak of unfairness it would cause to other directors, you’d get a taste for easy money and next thing we
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know, you’re digging us into a ten–million–dollar hole. At that time, it’d be too late to regret it. So, the money has to be pay back
by you!”
Bevis, noticing the situation not good for him, played the pauper, “Even if you want me to pay, I don’t have that much money on
hand. What do you want me to do? Sell my house? Leave your cousin and me homeless?”
He attempted to use the stalling tactic: after the meeting adjourned, he’d call Emeric and tell him what happened right away!
Unexpectedly, Evadne raised her voice blandly. “Jason, show him the file, please.”
“Will do, Ms. Ashbourne.”
Jason, with a cool demeanor, walked over and flung the document in front of Bevis, who flipped it open, and his mouth fell open
in disbelief.
“This is a summary of all the assets you own.” Evadne uttered at a steady pace, “You have two restaurants in Elmsworth, ten
chain beauty salons across Skyrim and Elmsworth, villas in Aetheria. These are all your current properties. Sell a couple of
those, and you’ll have your five million.”
“Evadne!” Bevis was livid, his vision blurring. Was she trying to ruin him?

“I’m giving you two weeks to sort this out. If you don’t, I’ll have the courts enforce it.” Evadne’s lips were curved into a sneer,
“And I’m sure they’d be interested in those little tax discrepancies at your restaurants and salons.”
The directors murmured among themselves. What a juicy piece of drama!
Shoulders shivering, Bevis looked at the file unfolded, his head swirling. This time, Evadne gave his hard time, for she had dug
deep into his business and came prepared to fight, and fight dirty.
“Ms. Ashbourne, you just mentioned there were two things?” A director dared to speak.
“The second also concerns President Ashbourne.” Evadne’s assertive voice was pleasant to hear, resonant through the air,
“Today, I will lead the charge to remove Bevis from his positions on the board and as a managing director of the K Group!”