Chapter 615

Marilla’s heart pounded with the ferocity of a drum in the night, her rosy cheeks draining to a chalky white, as if she were a frightened bird trembling on a limb, buffeted by an unseen storm.

She pursed her lips and instinctively let go of Jareth’s hand.

Jareth’s breathing hitched, his grip tightening almost imperiously, her fingers starved of circulation!

“What’s it to you? Is it any of your business?”

Jareth’s sharp brows arched, his piercing gaze skewering Glynnis, who wore a poorly concealed smirk, “I never knew you to be such a traditional lady, Glynnis. Quite the departure from your usual liberation.”

Glynnis‘ heart skipped a beat, her face ashen, “What are you blabbering about?”

Whether I’m blabbering or not, step outside of Windermere Estate, ask around the Elmsworth socialites, and they’ll tell you all about your wild escapades and reputation, clear as day.”

had their share of fun with you. If you’ve forgotten, I can jog your memory with their names. Who knows, maybe Mr. Frederic

jaw clenched, his eyes ablaze with suppressed fury, glaring at his

like that. He’s slandering me! He’s bullying

beaded with cold sweat, almost missing a step and tumbling down the

infamous escapades in Elmsworth’s nightlife had earned her a less–than–savory reputation long

the role of the pure and obedient daughter in front of Frederic, but now, the facade she’d so painstakingly maintained was being ripped away by Jareth,

Glynnis, his attention returning to his younger daughter.

“Marilla, come here.”

brief but loaded with an unmistakable

meek, her feet rooted in hesitation.

his command irrefutable, “Come

importance I wish to discuss with you,”

Mr. Jareth, say it here,” Frederic looked down upon him, not even bothering

demeanor was not just dismissive but

behind her father, snickered with

at the William and Son’s party, taking a stand against the entire Abernathy Group, she relished the fact that the story had

man’s pride was

his dignity, so it was only fitting that his own

here to formally ask for your daughter’s

Frederic’s mockery, Jareth took a deep breath, his grip on the girl’s hand trembling with nerves, “I love Marilla, and ! intend to

beloved, his eyes brimming with deep, unspoken emotion, “Please give me your blessing

cheeks bloomed with a shy blush, her heart

display of affection with venomous envy, her face contorted as if she were about

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