Chased By My Billionaire Ex-husband
Chapter 70: To Tame Evander!

Chapter 70: To Tame Evander!

Susan’s POV

I tried every trick I had, but nothing seemed to get to Claire anymore! She acted like she didn’t care at all, standing there with that calm look on her face, as if nothing I said mattered. It annoyed me how she talked back, staying cool, and then casually telling everyone that Evander was married—like it was nothing.

Thankfully, the director and producer were far from the stage, too busy to hear her. If they had heard, it would’ve been hard to explain everything and cover it up!

I clenched my fist hard as I watched Claire. I was used to being the one in control, the one people reacted to. But now, no matter what I did, she didn’t budge. It was frustrating, and a strange feeling of worry crept in. It felt like I was losing control, and somehow Claire was getting stronger.

’No! I can’t let this happen!’ I thought as the feeling of panic rose in me. I hurried over to Evander, reaching out to hold his hand, hoping to make a statement. But as soon as I touched him, he brushed me off coldly. "Kindly, don’t touch me," he said, his voice hard and sharp.

I couldn’t believe it! He had never done that before. Sure, he had always kept some distance, never letting me get too close— but to push me away like this, right in front of everyone? It was humiliating.

And to make it worse, Evander looked at everyone and repeated Claire’s words, as if to make it clear. "I don’t want my wife to be angry at me," he said, almost casually but with a serious look in his eyes.

My heart sank. With just a few words, he had shown everyone that Claire was his true priority, leaving no room for me. After all my efforts, he had openly reminded me—and everyone else—that I meant nothing to him.

In the end, I couldn’t take the humiliation anymore. I turned and ran, desperate to get away before anyone saw my tears. I didn’t want to stay there a second longer, watching them smile at each other, looking so close and happy. Seeing them like that—it hurt too much.

As I ran down the hall, my tears finally spilled over, and I didn’t bother to stop them. My chest felt tight, and all I wanted was to disappear, to hide away from everyone. I wished I could dig a hole and crawl into it forever, far from anyone who’d seen me break down.

No matter what I did, Evander had always loved Claire. The only reason he looked my way was because I pretended to be her friend. Yes, I’d become her friend just to get close to him. I thought that maybe he’d notice me, maybe even care for me the way he did for her. But now, it was clear I had nothing left.

All the time I spent pretending, all my efforts—it had led to nothing. Evander’s heart was always hers, and I was left alone, feeling the weight of my own broken pride and the emptiness inside me growing with every tear.

"Are you alright, Susan?" Angel asked gently, placing her warm hand on my shoulder. I shrugged it off quickly, not wanting her or anyone else’s sympathy.

"I am more than fine!" I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. Yes, things felt like a mess right now, but it wasn’t over yet. Evander hadn’t announced anything to the world about his love for Claire—not officially. I still had plenty of chances to win him over and make him see me the way he saw her.

I took a deep breath, collecting myself, and turned back to Angel with a determined look. "Call Madame Gloria," I instructed. "Tell her I will be meeting her tonight at our usual place."

Angel gave a small nod, watching me carefully, but I ignored it. I wasn’t about to stand here feeling weak or defeated. I had a plan already in my mind—something that might finally get Evander’s attention.

Without another word, I walked out of the building, leaving the stifling air behind. I wasn’t about to sit back and watch Claire have everything I wanted. This time, I would use my head and do whatever it took to make Evander mine.

That evening, I met Madame Gloria at our usual spot, a dimly lit lounge tucked away from prying eyes. She arrived with a scowl, her expression as sharp as her words.

"Why the hell did you call me here?" she hissed, glaring at me with pure venom, her eyes practically shooting daggers in my direction.

I held back a smirk, keeping my tone light. "Why do you think I called you, Madame?" I asked, a gentle smile playing on my lips. However, inside I was burning with anger. I hated this woman with every fiber of my being. She was insufferable, the kind of person who thought she owned everyone around her, and it took all my restraint not to reach across the table and strangle her right there.

But I needed her. She was the key to getting Evander under my control and to finally breaking down the walls he had built up around Claire. Madame Gloria had her influence, and tonight I was going to use every bit of it to make sure Evander Kensington would be mine.

I leaned forward as my eyes were fixed on Madame Gloria. I wasn’t going to waste time beating around the bush. "What are you going to do about Claire?" I asked directly, as my voice was firm. I wasn’t here to waste my time with pleasantries or play around with words. I wanted answers.

She raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips as she looked at me with a mocking glint in her eyes. "And why would I do anything about Claire?" She replied, looking at me like she was enjoying the show, waiting to see what I would say.