Chapter 619

Two blissfully enamored couples shared their dinner amidst the hearty laughter and joyous banter at Hamilton’s house, a scene of perfect harmony.

After the meal, the housekeeper tidied the table.

In front of the most important witnesses, Jareth instructed Lily to retrieve a hefty stack of documents from a briefcase, spreading them reverently before Hamilton until the round table was covered in red, resembling a festive tablecloth.

Yet, this was only the tip of the iceberg!

The sheer volume of the domestic property deeds alone was enough to draw an astonished whistle from Evadne, who was no stranger to grandeur.

“Don’t be envious.”

Thaddeus, his eyes narrowing with affection under the table, intertwined his fingers with hers, his voice a soft whisper, “Whatever he has, I have too. And mine is no less than his.”

“Hmph, what you and he have combined wouldn’t even match a tenth of Emeric’s fortune. What do I have to be envious of?”

Though Evadne’s words were indifferent, the sweet ripple of joy in her eyes betrayed her inner delight, “It’s just the first time I’ve seen someone lay it all out like this-it’s like setting up a market stall.”

Thaddeus gazed at his lady’s stunning features, frowning with a bittersweet smile.

He immediately wished he could kick himself.

Trying to impress in front of the heiress of the Fairhaven fortune, he felt as if his brain had just been scooped up from his heels.

“Jareth, what is all this?” Hamilton blinked, feigning ignorance.

Jareth, holding Marilla’s hand, his eyes brimming with joy, said, “Grandpa, this is the wedding gift I’ve prepared for Marilla, but this is just the domestic part. I also have assets in the country and Aetheria, but I haven’t managed to organize them yet. I’ll do my best to sort them out and present them to you.”

Marilla’s cheeks blushed redder than the property deeds on the table, her delicate hand moistened by the man’s sweaty grasp, her happiness shining through her eyes.

Hamilton wasn’t a heartless tycoon trading his granddaughter; he had already prepared a generous gift for her and didn’t lack his contribution.

couldn’t help but beam with joy, “Your heartfelt consideration for Marilla means more

is heart alone

soul, “Haven’t your heard the saying? The measure of a man’s love for a woman is how much he’s willing to

Thaddeus said, “So

as if

Hamilton had showered her with money in

want to give her a grand century wedding, to have the whole world witness our happy moment.”

Something simple would be fine, as long as our family and friends can come,” Marilla urged, afraid that Jareth would overspend, feeling both anxious and

prestige. If I don’t make it grand and glorious, they’ll gossip

“You seem to have a pretty accurate grasp of your family’s dynamics.”

comes to self-awareness, I’ve always been

his tea, nearly losing grip on his

Marilla that he didn’t need to play

Hamilton and Evadne burst

be finalized. After the board

in my grandfather’s and my uncle’s hands. It was Marilla who gave me the motivation and reignited my ambition to take

emotions, but his

a reflection of his

that his granddaughter could marry the man of her

after sharing a few drinks with Thaddeus. He

driving, glanced at the rearview mirror with a usual expression, but inside,

Jareth, wait a second,” Marilla protested, feeling ticklish as

the temptation of the hickeys blooming on his wife’s neck, held her

husband to dote on you?

on my face,”

hold back and let out

front of your father, when he disagreed with us being together, why

was afraid that dad would be angry with you. I didn’t want to put you in a

“My love.”

“Remember, no matter what,

milestone, Evadne and Thaddeus returned

Cassius and Jason seated in the

immediately

in a tizzy, quickly turning her face away to dab at the smeared lipstick on her lips, a remnant of Thaddeus’

greeted with warm eyes, “Cassius, Jason.”

an insinuating tone, “Mr. Thaddeus, seems like dinner was particularly delightful tonight, so much so that

paused, raising his hand to his mouth to find it stained with the shade of Evadne’s lipstick.

flushed a cherry red, Evadne tiptoed in a futile attempt to wipe the

caught her delicate wrist in time, his eyes teasing as he

took a tactful sip of

tried to

draw a full-on Renaissance scene of discomfort!

Abernathy! Mr. Abernathy! You’re back?” It was Alva, bringing tea and a platter of fruit, who finally saved her from

so late?” Evadne managed to ask as she approached

“Dad’s ill, had

couple exclaimed

Emeric is past

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