This pic popped up on the official court’s website, and it was an old one from three years ago. In the pic, Arnold was rocking his robe, standing in the courtroom, oozing confidence, and power.
The software that Thaddeus developed, man, as long as you’d got a clear face, no matter who you were looking for, you could scan the photo in, and in just a few minutes, it would dig up any related info from the photo databases all over the world. It was way more precise than your typical search engine.
But searching for Arnold? That took a whole ten minutes, which meant the guy didn’t exactly make a habit of putting his face out there. No selfies, no social media. Nada.
He was just a prosecutor, so what was with all the mystery?
"Cassius... Arnold..." Thaddeus mulled it over for a bit, then it hit him. His eyes went wide. "Could it be..." His eyes narrowed, he looked grim, throat tight, struggling for breath.
“Ilana, you're all over the place, open to everyone. You jumped into Cassius' arms the minute you left me, and even got tangled up with another young man from the Ashbourne family!”
Suddenly, the sound of a sports car engine roared from behind him. Thaddeus snapped back to reality and looked out the window.
A black sports car zoomed past him, like a whirlwind in the night. That was Ilana's car! Why the hell would she show up here out of the blue? There had got to be more to this!
The pit of Thaddeus' stomach felt like it was on fire. He punched the car window.
"Follow that car!"
...
The entrance of the hotel was swamped with the press. The investigators had a hell of a time getting a disgraced Ives into the car. The press conference was a total shitshow.
Arnold didn't hop in the car. Instead, he headed to the back door, patiently waiting for his sister. A few minutes later, the black sports car pulled up, stopping right in front of Arnold.
Jason rolled down the window, greeting him politely, "Hello."
"Hello, Jason." Arnold leaned over to take a look at the languid Evadne in the passenger seat, a fond smile on his face. He reached out and pinched her soft cheek. "Looks like Jason's been taking good care of you. You've put on a little weight on your face."
"No, I haven't!" Evadne pouted grumpily.
"You totally have. You're all chubby, and it makes you even cuter, haha!"
The first thing Arnold did when he saw her was call her fat. No wonder the guy was still single!
Thaddeus was lurking in the shadows, watching all this unfold. His handsome face was grim, fingers clenched into a fist.
Gordon was nervously checking the rearview mirror. He was scared shitless. He thought to himself, it was only natural for a woman as outstanding and beautiful as Ms. Ilana to have men falling all over her. Only their boss would fail to see that. What an idiot.
"So, am I looking sharp today or what?" Arnold raised an eyebrow, showing off to his sister with a smug grin.
"You're looking dashing. You must've gained quite a few fans this time. Lots of girls have been searching for your info online. You're trending."
Evadne crossed her arms, leaning against the car window, looking up at Arnold. She radiated youthful energy.
Thaddeus kept his eyes on his ex-wife, feeling a stir of emotions. For reasons he couldn't explain, he wished he were in Arnold's place right now. He wished he could share a moment with her. He wanted to see the carefree look in her eyes. She'd never smiled at him like that.
"Ha, what's the point of being worshipped by the world? I just want you to worship me. That's enough," Arnold scoffed.
"Ugh, you're so cringey, Arnold. You're not cut out for the role of the romantic. Playing the fool suits you better, haha!"
The siblings shared a few jokes before getting back to business.
"But I'm going to need your help moving forward." Evadne furrowed her brows. "We need to make sure we punish the person who slandered our Ashbourne group."
"Don't worry, he'll get what's coming to him. At least three years in jail! I won't give him a chance to have his sentence reduced, and there's no way in hell he's getting bail!"
Arnold looked at her with admiration. "But all of this is thanks to you. Your plan was spot on, Ives fell right into your trap. He couldn't have been more cooperative. If only all the bad guys were this stupid, it would make our jobs a hell of a lot easier."
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire?