His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire? novel Chapter 839

At midnight, outside a suburban mansion.

In the sports car, Elsie slipped into a fiery red evening gown with a daring thigh-high slit, her hair pinned up elegantly, adorned with a pure gold hairpin - a touch of classical beauty that Avery would appreciate.

Yet beneath the surface, sordid deeds lurked.

Elsie's cold fingertips brushed the hem of her gown, and she let out a bitter chuckle.

Such a waste of high-quality silk, smooth as water, all to be ruined by the hands of brutes, including her dignity.

As Elsie prepared to step out of the car, her phone buzzed with a video call. It was Tom.

For video calls couldn’t be monitored, they were their preferred mode of secure communication in private.

“Tom,” Elsie forced a smile as she faced the screen.

“Ms. Archer, are you going to...” Tom’s voice faltered as he saw her dressed to kill. As one of the Velvet Haven’s men, he knew too well what it entailed each time Ms. Archer decked herself out like that.

“What’s up? Is everything okay on your end?” Elsie quickly changed the subject.

“I’m fine. Ms. Archer, the two men you’re meeting tonight are not ordinary.” Tom’s face darkened, “My investigation over these days suggests what they’ve bought from Avery might be the same as what Warner has! Getting close to them could lead to more clues about those deals. If we manage to snag that stuff, our chances of taking Avery down increase!”

As Elsie heard this, her previous dejected spirits lifted, her eyes now gleaming with a resolute determination to extinguish vileness.

“I’ll do my best to extract valuable intel. Thanks for the heads up, Tom.”

“Ms. Archer, please be careful!”

Tom looked deeply concerned, feeling uneasy, “This time, Avery asked you to meet these clients alone to that godforsaken place without Harvey. His unusual behavior makes me feel something’s amiss.”

“It’ll be alright.”

Elsie’s gaze was calm and unfathomable, like still waters, “Avery hasn’t disposed of me yet because I’m still useful to him. I know him too well. He wouldn’t discard anyone or anything until he’s extracted every last drop of value. If necessary, he’ll intervene to protect me.”

Alongside Elsie, four other girls from the Velvet Haven were present in the luxurious room. Armed guards stood in shadowy corners while the girls were left with no choice but to entertain two corpulent foreigners.

Elsie sat on the edge of the sofa, her eyes bloodshot as she watched the depraved, sleazy scene unfold, fury burning within her.