Chapter 629

Edith’s forehead was slick with a sheen of cold sweat, her fingers clenched tightly around the bedsheets.

She had always thought Jareth was more brawn than brain. Whenever she pulled a stunt, a little act of stubbornness, a sprinkle of charm, and she could gloss over any mistake.

But now, she realized how terribly wrong she was!

Jareth’s mind was sharp, piercing through her and Gary’s schemes with a single glance! The reason he had been duped time and time again was not due to his lack of wit, but because of his unconditional belief in her, his unwillingness to harbor suspicions.

Now, they were no longer siblings but adversaries.

stood as a formidable foe, a man

the spot, seething, but Jareth lacked the patience for idle chatter with the old mutt. With the powerful stride of a man, he brushed past Gary, sending

a hawk’s, narrowed, the threat in his voice causing a tingling sensation on Edith’s scalp. “If

with

fierce and icy gaze, a tumult of shock, rage, and

called her Edith, there was adoration in his eyes, a warm smile on his lips as he held her hand, his pride palpable as if he wanted the

felt like a lifetime ago.

her brother, hers alone. How did the care and affection that were meant for

end up being

Jareth had hurt her time after time for that woman,

thought, “Jareth, don’t blame me. This mess, this estrangement – it’s your doing, for not distinguishing between kin

threatened her daughter, the once harmonious and happy farnily now riven by enmity. She was torn apart inside, at a loss for

bliss, “Mom, once the engagement is official, Marilla and I will have our ceremony. According to Elmsworth’s wedding traditions, as the future mother-in-law, you’re meant to pass down a family heirloom that you received from

her lip, her

you might be reluctant or unwilling. It’s okay, I understand, which is why

glancing at his associate, who promptly draped a black coat over his shoulders with due respect, “If you really don’t want to part with the heirloom, I’ve got it covered, Dad left several collectible jewels with me before he passed. I’ll pick the finest one for Marilla and say it’s from you. For the

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