Chapter 692

In the study.

Jareth poured a glass of wine for Thaddeus, who refused, saying, “I didn’t bring my driver tonight and I’ll be driving myself, no drinking for me.”

“Didn’t expect you two to come over tonight.”

Jareth took a sip from the refused glass before putting it down. He leaned back against the edge of the table with a casual ease, pulled out a cigarette from the box, and lit it with a practiced flick.

He took a deep, almost greedy drag, as if wanting the smoke to fill every inch of his insides.

“Something on your mind?” Thaddeus squinted his eyes.

“It’s OK.”

“You told me before, Marilla can’t stand the smell of smoke, and you’ve cut back a lot for her. Ha, looking at that ashtray, I’d say you’re up to twice your usual.”

my sister hug a chimney every night? And you still want children? You know you need to quit smoking and drinking if you want to have

stamped it

your doing?” Thaddeus went straight

so many people every day, which one are you referring to?” Jareth’s expression darkened,

had someone kidnap him and stab him ten times, and now he’s in the ICU, hanging

it was something serious. Yeah, I

you went

deeply into a furrowed expression, “Your status is different now. You’re not some mob prince anymore, you’re the CEO of the Fairhaven Group. Every move you make is under scrutiny by the group and the public, and

kind. I

on the table, his eyes burning with rage, “If it wasn’t for that bastard using Marilla as a shield, pushing her towards that maniac, how would Marilla end up being taken hostage? She has nightmares every night now, It’s all his fault! He should be

phone buzzed. Gordon had

glanced down, and

it through

just sent me this message, the guy, he’s

a chilling smile spread across his face, “Good

shook his head in frustration and helplessness, “If Marilla ever finds out this is how you avenged

won’t let her

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