Chapter 247: Your Ex, Again?

His personality was such that he could snatch back anything he gave, on a whim. Accepting his gifts was like inviting trouble; she wasn’t that foolish.

After fixing the box back to its original state, Maya spoke up. “Your ex shows up every now and then. What’s he trying to do?”

“Who knows? Maybe he’s just crazy!” Ellis really couldn’t understand what Easton was up to with his bizarre actions that grossed her out. “If you see him, just ignore him.”

“I’ve never seen anyone like your ex! Does Victoria not care that he keeps chasing his ex-wife, like they’re still connected?”

“Victoria couldn’t even get Easton to divorce me willingly. Maybe she can’t really control him.”

“Can’t control him, but should she try?” Maya gazed into the distance, pondering. “Both of them are nuts.”

One keeps coming back to his ex-wife, and the other doesn’t mind her man chasing his ex-wife, even going so far as to hire big, bad guys to beat up Ellis—and not just once, but repeatedly, clearly wanting Ellis to pay dearly.

Really, like attracts like! A match made in madness! After venting by tossing the box into the trash and then retrieving it, Ellis said helplessly, “I can’t stand these people. I can’t stay in Stonebridge another day!”

If not moving to another city, she’d at least need to get away, find a fresh start somewhere else. Otherwise, she’d go insane sooner or later.

“In life, you’re bound to run into some disgusting people and situations,” Maya consoled, patting Ellis on the shoulder. “I’ll find someone to return the crown to your ex tomorrow.”

“So why did you agree to take his stuff in the first place?” Ellis was baffled.

“I was afraid if I didn’t agree, he wouldn’t leave, and he’d come looking for you. How scary would that be? With Victoria already a handful and the relentless Easton,” Maya deeply sympathized with Ellis. “A brief three-year marriage had brought her such lasting negative effects.”

“So annoying!” Ellis felt a headache coming on.

Was there any way to get away from Stonebridge for a while? A job paying $140,000 a year, she really didn’t want to give that up! As they discussed ways to handle Ellis’s current predicament, Easton sat in his car on the street, listening to his assistant’s report.

“Mr. Hudson. Carly hasn’t successfully introduced any men to Ms. Harper.”

Being a CEO’s assistant meant being on call the whole day; Easton’s sudden order to investigate how many men Carly had introduced to Ellis didn’t surprise Taylor, given Easton’s attitude toward Ellis.

Hearing Taylor’s report, Easton’s grim expression didn’t lighten. The man who escorted Ellis home wasn’t introduced by Carly. Then how did Ellis meet him!

Unable to suppress a surge of jealousy, he pursed his lips. “Check again, and find out about all the men Ellis has recently been in contact with, their backgrounds, and how she met them.”

“Yes, Mr. Hudson.” After receiving the order, Taylor didn’t immediately spring into action. She thought, based on the information Easton wanted to dig up, her intuition as a woman told her that Mrs. Hudson’s place would eventually return to Ellis, and Victoria would be perfectly ousted.

Hanging up, Easton instructed the driver, “Go to Hudson mansion.” Carly had moved back into the Hudson mansion, and he wanted to see her. At Easton’s command, Ronnie immediately redirected the car toward their destination.

Half an hour later at the Hudson mansion, Carly was drinking her beauty collagen soup, timing it just right for bedtime. Unexpectedly, an unwelcome guest arrived, looking terribly upset.

As her nephew suddenly visited, the collagen soup lost its appeal. Carly put down her bowl and stared coldly at her unwelcome nephew, her gaze flickering briefly outside.

“It’s late, Easton, what…” As she spoke, she pondered what could bring Easton to her doorstep.

“Aunt Carly.” Easton didn’t get straight to the point but instead greeted her first. Carly immediately thought of courtesy before force, and shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

“Have you been particularly free lately?” Easton continued, using formal language, but Carly wasn’t naive enough to think her nephew was showing her respect. She detected the sarcasm in Easton’s tone, accompanied by displeasure.

“Why…why would you care if I am busy or not?” Carly remembered all too well the hardships she’d faced because of her nephew, worried that he might be plotting a comeback, dragging her back into poverty.

“I’m here to remind Carly, don’t do anything you shouldn’t.” Easton’s words carried a strong warning, leaving Carly puzzled. What had I done recently to offend him?