Chapter 617

Hamilton’s words were like an emotional grenade, detonating without warning and leaving shockwaves in their path.

Not only did Frederic’s face look like it had taken a hit, but I bet even a fly buzzing by would have swelled up from the blast. Only his dad knew how to handle this black sheep of the family,

Glynnis shrunk behind Frederic like a quail in hiding, too scared to even show her face.

Evadne hurried over, her voice soft and soothing, “Marilla, honey, don’t be scared. I’m here, your brother and granddad are here too.”

Marilla lifted her tear–stained face from Jareth’s embrace; her cheeks were swollen as if soaked by the moon’s glow, dampening his shirt with her tears.

“Evadne.”

That term of endearment brought a swell of emotion to Evadne’s eyes, a numbing pain to her heart.

Marilla, choking back sobs, clung to Jareth’s shirt, her delicate hands gripping tight, “I don’t want to be apart from Jareth.”

In that moment, Jareth felt a sharp pain in his chest, pulling her in closer as if to crush her into his being, “We won’t be apart, Marilla, no matter what happens, I won’t leave you,”

Evadne stood speechless, her heart brimming with empathy.

In Marilla, she saw her own past self- the one who had been locked away at home by Emeric, the one who had leapt from her window on a stormy night, frantic to find Thaddeus.

She too had been held in his arms, insisting over and over that she couldn’t bear to be apart from him.

But she had been luckier than Marilla.

Emeric was all bark and no bite, his harsh words belied a tenderness and a willingness to compromise for the love of his daughter.

But Frederic was different. Self–serving and cold–hearted, how could he truly have Marilla’s best interests at heart?

To him, his reputation and the Abernathy family’s interests trumped everything, even family ties.

to back these young lovebirds!” Hamilton’s gaze was steely as he stared down Frederic, “Didn’t you just say you’d rather die than agree

What are you

anger, his words almost laughable, “Why should

man like you die? Especially since you’re the esteemed chairman of the Abernathy Group. You’ve

with such nonsense! Jareth respects you for Marilla and Thaddeus‘ sake, but you’re acting as if you’re the center of attention. Using your own life as

his hand gripping the stair’s railing,

father had berated him with harsh words

this time, it wasn’t just in front of his children,

realized. which he never took to heart. and

Hamilton know every detail of their conversation with Jareth? He had just arrived, hadn’t

an hour earlier.

had quietly parked outside Windermere Estate.

Inside the vehicle.

his lady love openly display her skills in front of Hamilton, hacking into

all set.” Evadne handed

done?” Hamilton looked at her in

“Yes.”

goodness. Evadne, you are so talented! Not like Thaddeus, good only for making money!” Hamilton said, playfully pinching Evadne’s nose

Thaddeus turned silent.

him down, but

huddled together, intently watching everything unfold on

seeing the young couple being bullied, clenched

go now?” Thaddeus asked, his voice strained.

face was grave, “Let’s wait.”

were surprised.

wants to marry my granddaughter, this is undoubtedly

Fairhaven family, as far as I know, isn’t much stronger than the Chambers family, which is a den of wolves. If Marilla

Thaddeus exchanged looks,

love of an elder for the

his actions, had thoroughly earned Hamilton’s

won’t give his blessing,

turned away from Frederic, his face breaking into a warm, friendly smile as he beckoned the young couple over, “Marilla, Jareth, come

deep breath and, with his arm around his petite wife, approached

swollen shut from crying, but her sweet

“Ah.”

his granddaughter’s hand in his, “My dear

her head through

staggered, her features contorted

years she’d spent playing the sweet and dutiful granddaughter, fawning over Hamilton, were a

She’d been beaten by the very ‘fool‘ she’d scorned,

hands now. You’ve got to take good care of her, spoil her rotten. Just like Thaddeus loves llana, be ready to move heaven and earth for

“Grandpa, I can.”

raised three fingers, his voice trembling as he began to speak, tears brimming in the corners of his reddened eyes, “I swear to you, and I swear to God. I will love Marilla for all my

tiptoed up to him, her hand

know what you mean, Jareth. You don’t have to

wrapped an arm around her slender waist and whispered into her

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