Chapter 529
Chapter 529
Byron’s gaze burned into Avery’s face, a masterclass of innocence and kindness, as the rage roiled within him, threatening to blow the top of his head off!
Just as he was about to explode, Matthew shot him a look that cooled the fire in his veins. That icy glare was a slap of sobriety-
On the drive over, Matthew had suggested that Evadne wasn’t the one behind their recent troubles.
“If Evadne wanted to mess with you, she would have done it when her sister was being pushed around by you, not waited until now. And besides you and me, there’s only one other person who knows your dirty laundry in such excruciating detail.”
“Who is it? Who’s trying to screw me over? I’ll grind their bones to dust!”
“Bertha.”
“Right. Damn straight! Ungrateful snake! She must’ve ratted me out to get her sentence reduced! Just you wait till I send someone to take care of her!”
“Even if she knows your business and snitched on you, what can she do from behind bars? There’s no way the cops could’ve gotten such direct evidence without help. Clearly, someone’s working with her from the outside, helping her get her revenge on you”
“Who? Who is it?” Byron was a broken record of fury and frustration.
“Who else? I’ve checked Bertha’s visitor logs. Only Avery has seen her lately! But he’s currently the golden boy in Dad’s eyes, so a head–on confrontation won’t do us any good. We need to regain our standing in Dad’s heart first. Lay low, then find the perfect chance to take him down!”
“God bless the Chambers family! All my boys are right here with me!” Jeff’s voice was thick with emotion as he wrapped his arms around Byron and Avery, reveling in the joy of reunion, eyes misty with tears. “From now on, we must all stick together for the sake of the Chambers legacy. No more troubles, you hear? Matthew, you’ve worked hard, but Avery you’ve also been Instrumental. The stock market’s steady, and the Helgen project’s on track. So I’ve been thinking.
“Dad, on top of the good news today, I’ve got another surprise for you.” Matthew’s pride was palpable as he interrupted.
Avery’s eyes narrowed, a shadow of malice flickered over his features, but he remained silent.
“What’s that, Matthew? More good news? Spill it! Jeff was in such high spirits that a little rudeness was easily overlooked.
“Bring it in.”
At Matthew’s command, the waiting secretary came in with a file and handed it respectfully to Mr. Jeff.
Jeff took the file with a puzzled look, then his eyes lit up as he burst into laughter.
“Well done, Matthew! What kind of deal did you land here? This is a tremendous surprise!”
Avery’s smile froze, his fists clenched under the cuffs of his crisp shirt.
Tve been nurturing this deal in secret for quite a while, but didn’t want to jinx it by speaking too soon, Matthew said, his smile genuine and warm. 1 didn’t want to get your hopes up for nothing. I only wanted to share the good news once the contract was signed and everything was settled. You know me, always careful and thorough, not like Avery who just goes for what he wants, no matter what.”
Jeff chuckled, “That’s true. Avery used to be the rebel of the family. After fifteen years away, he comes back as the most understanding and sensible one.”
Byron joined in with a sneer, “Would’ve been nice if that sense of duty showed up sooner rather than looking like an ulterior motive now. Just kidding. You know how direct I can be. Don’t take it to heart, Avery”
Avery’s eyes narrowed to slits, a flash of hostility crossed his face, but his smile was serene, “Byron, you’ve had a tough time in the pen, and with all those meds, it’s only normal for your brain to lag behind your mouth.”
Byron ground his molars, barely restraining himself from lunging at Avery.
“Ah, you two always loved to bicker. Can’t you just give me some peace, like Emeric’s kids?” Jeff was in such a good mood with his son out of jail and a new project in hand, he didn’t care about the bickering All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.
“Avery you’re now a managing director at Chambers Group. You’ll need to contribute even more. If you have any issues with projects, come straight to us. As brothers, there’s nothing we can’t discuss for the good of the Group.”
Matthew approached with a brotherly smile and a meaningful pat on the shoulder. “Dad’s getting on in years, and he’s been looking worn out, We need to let him rest. From now on, you can come to me with work matters and spare Dad the trouble.”
“Right Avery, Matthew is the CEO after all. You’ve got a lot to learn from him,” Jeff added, restoring his full esteem to his eldest
Avery locked eyes with Matthew, whose gaze was dark and threatening, yet in the next moment, he smiled graciously, “Matthew, you do have a knack for this. I have much to learn from you. I hope your project ends well,”
Exiting the study, Avery’s mood was dark as he strode down the long corridor.
“Avery, what’s the rush? Dad just said we should all have dinner together.”
Matthew called out, following leisurely.
“Do you really want to share a meal with me?” Avery turned, his gaze slicing through the air like a cold blade.
“Of course, why wouldn’t I?” Matthew couldn’t hide his smugness at having turned the tables. “I can’t wait to see you crushed again, grinding your teeth in frustration. And I’m eager to see the look on your face when the person you’ve been plotting against sits unharmed before you, your plans foiled and your disappointment complete. It’ll be absolutely thrilling”
“Well, I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed. I never waste my precious emotions on trash, or trashy deeds.” Avery’s lips curled into a smile, and he adjusted his glasses with a long pale hand.
“Whatever.” Matthew, still riding the high of his victory, couldn’t be bothered to squabble with Avery over petty taunts.
“Mr. Chambers!”
The moment Harvey burst into the room, his mouth was set to spill a cascade of urgent words, but upon noticing Matthew’s presence, his lips snapped shut as if spring–loaded.
“So, all your lackeys, they call you Mr. Chambers? Matthew sneered with mocking amusement.
“Ha! Such a pity that there’s only one Mr. Chambers at Chambers Group, and that’s me right here. Still, I’m a generous man, I wouldn’t deny you your little fantasies,” he said, pulling a handkerchief from his pocket and carelessly wiping the hand that had just patted Avery on the shoulder. “You can keep playing Mr. Chambers in your dimly lit back alleys, leading your pack of rats!”
With those words, Matthew tossed the handkerchief at Harvey’s feet and sauntered away, head held high.
Avery could dismiss all that had been said, but that last jab struck a nerve, the venam in his glare too potent to be veiled by the sophisticated gold–rimmed glasses.
Dammit. The nerve of that upstart! Does he actually think he owns Chambers Group?” Harvey spat in indignation, loyally indignant on his master’s behalf.
“How the hell did Matthew get his hands on that resort project in Country T out of nowhere? Check it out, will you?” Avery’s voice was laced with raw anger and teeth gritted in fury.
“Yes, Mr. Chambers,” Harvey replied, his lips tight. He pulled a slender stainless steel case from his pocket and presented it with both hands. This just arrived for you today, from the boss.”
Avery’s chest tightened as he took the case, his grip fierce.
“Also, the boss sent a message: this medicine’s potent–think it over before you use it.”
“Understood,” Avery’s voice was a desperate rasp.
“Mr. Chambers, ever since that snake Matthew bit Miss Evadne with his venomous words, her online detractors have m multiplied, hurling insults like confetti. Should I arrange for someone to clean up this mess? Harvey asked respectfully
Avery’s eyes flared with a crimson rage as he crushed the steel case in his hand.
After a moment of heavy breathing, he said, “Leave it.”
Harvey looked shocked. “You’re really going to let it slide?”
“To me, Evadne is like a goddess on a pedestal, pure and inviolable. The pain of her being out of reach is something you’ll never understand. Once, I wanted nothing but her happiness. But now I wish to tarnish even her, to drag her down from her pedestal to
wallow with me in the mud.“.
Avery thought, “Evadne, I am the scorpión, venomous to the core, destined to kill the frog that bears me across the river. That’s the cruel nature of the scorpion. But I would never harm you.
I will love you in my own way.”
Soon after, Thaddeus found the addresses of the two young girls they needed.
The next afternoon, Gordon drove as Evadne and Thaddeus, dressed in their understated business suits, visited each girl in turn, hoping to persuade them to testify. They had chosen an unassuming black sedan to avoid alarming the families.
Despite their plain attire, Evadne’s natural beauty and confidence shone through, drawing the heated gaze of men wherever she went. The word that came to mind was smitten‘–crude, but fitting.
“Hey, can you stop staring at me like that? It’s creeping me out,” Evadne complained as Thaddeus’s gaze lingered on her for what seemed like an eternity.
Unable to contain himself any longer, Thaddeus’s hand found its way to her waist, pulling her suddenly off–balance and into his embrace.
“Evadne, you’re seducing me.”
“I didn’t do anything,” she protested, her soft hand against his chest.
To me, you’re irresistible.”
His eyes deepened with desire, his heart pounding as he leaned in to kiss her.
She was dressed in nothing but black and white, yet to him, she was a kaleidoscope of spring, an enchanting vision.
“Stop. Thaddeus, we’re here on serious business. I’m really not in the mood,” she said, pushing against his lips with a finger, her expression subdued
“Sorry, Evadne,” he murmured with regret, releasing her gently. I’ve been out of line.”
“You used to be so aloof, but now you’re just too much she chided with a pout
His eyes curved into a smile. “Do you want me to go back to how I was?”
“Could you?”
“Of course not.”
His warm breath tickled her ear, his hand at the nape of her neck. “I can’t live that life of asceticism anymore, not even for a day.” Evadne blushed deeply, her heart fluttering uncontrollably.
Just then, Gordon hit the brakes, and the black sedan pulled up in front of a worn apartment building