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His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 962
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Chapter 962

The air on the rooftop was icy, as if each breath carried the weight of impending doom.

Harvey's heart pounded like a drum in his chest, his grip on the gun trembling as if he were holding onto the last

thread of sanity. He hadn't disengaged the safety, fearful that panic might cause his finger to slip, sending a

bullet into the void.

Cornered, with nowhere left to turn, he had never entertained the thought of taking Elsie Archer's life. Even if

there was a sliver of hope, he was determined to get Elsie out alive.

He knew all too well that in times of crisis, Avery Chambers would abandon him, possibly even betray him at the

last moment. He had prepared for this, confident in his wit and intelligence to escape unscathed, to vanish into

thin air.

But it was all for Elsie. He had fallen to this low for her.

He wanted to give the woman he loved a wedding, a beautiful beginning, however humble. Even if they were the

rats in the sewers, there was still a longing to bask in the sunlight.

So, Elsie had to live. She simply had to.

Otherwise, everything he had invested in would be for naught.

Elsie's sudden laughter cut through the tense air, her eyes bloodshot with a haunting beauty.

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Harvey's voice shook, "Ellie, what's so funny?!"

"I'm laughing at you. You think you're so clever around Avery, as if you're the smartest guy in the room. Turns out

you're just a fool, played and used bywithout even realizing."

Elsie's gaze was sharp, cutting straight to Harvey's heart, "Harvey, | despise you. | loathe you.

Did you think you were my savior? That | wanted to marry you out of gratitude, or affection? No... | wanted you

and Avery to go down together.

Every moment with you has been agony, utterly repulsive!"

Harvey felt his blood freeze, then rush to his head in a dizzying swirl.

"No, it can't be... How could it?!"

He knew Elsie didn't love him, maybe didn't even like him. But if she was willing to marry him, to be with him,

she shouldn't detest him like this...

"The video of Wayne Jones committing murder was captured by Tom after stalking him for months, lurking in the

shadows. He was not just my comrade but my only hope in The Velvet Haven, my only friend."

Elsie's eyes welled up with tears as she remembered Tom, who had died in that basement, delivering his final

message in Morse code. He told her the evidence was hidden under the chassis of her red convertible in the

garage.

"That day, | lied about going out with you... It wasn't for Avery's damn birthday gift. It was to retrieve the

evidence of Wayne's crimes!"

Elvis Waverley stood a few steps away, his gaze intense, struggling to hold back tears.

In this moment, he realized his so-called love was nothing but a fleeting illusion, a shallow and laughable notion.

The girl he loved had been enduring hell on earth, sacrificing herself tand again, fighting a relentless battle

against demons.

And him, seemingly omnipotent, yet powerless to pull his beloved from the depths of despair.

A complete failure.

"I never... wanted to be with you."

Elsie's words, filled with venomous hate, sliced through Harvey's heart, "I cto Helgen, married you, just to

gain your trust, to let you drop your guard.

The evidence of Avery's heinous crimes over the years, you hid it inside a cross around your neck, close to your

heart...

That night, my invitation to share your bed was merely to steal the evidence you carried."

"Elsie... your heart is so cold!" Harvey's forehead veins bulged as if poisoned snakes, his built-up hopes and

beliefs crumbling to dust.

"Ellie... Ellie..." Elvis lost all control, tears streaming down his face, his vision blurred by sorrow.

Only those close to Elvis understood that his tears were as rare as pearls from the deep sea.

For thirty years, only this battered and scorned woman had captured both his tears and his heart.

"Harvey, in my eyes, you're no different from Avery. Your hands are stained with blood, yet you foolishly thought |

could harbor any affection for you? Isn't that laughable?"

Elsie's laughter rang out clear and sharp, echoing to the heavens.

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