Chapter 695

Edith stopped in front of them, revealing a sweet smile, putting on quite the show.

“Well, little Edith, how have you been keeping?” Gary asked with feigned concern on the side.

“Much better, thank you for asking. Uncle.”

“That’s good to hear. You’re the apple in the Fairhaven family’s eye. If something happened to you, it would pain your grandpa and your mom to death! Gary’s words were intended for Jareth’s ears.

Then, with a meaningful wink at Edith, Gary hummed a tune and walked away

“What are you doing here? Jareth’s gaze was icy as he stared her down.

I've brought some homemade ginseng tea for Grandpa, while it’s still hot.”

Edith batted her innocent eyes, “Jareth, you wouldn’t deny me the chance to serve Grandpa, would you?”

Jareth’s eyes narrowed as he lifted a finger, pointing it at her face with an oppressive force.

Without a word, his silence was more intimidating than any threat, causing Edith’s heart to race and her hands, holding the tray, to tremble slightly.

“Edith, I’m warning you, don’t play tricks. Otherwise, I’ll pull out that forked tongue of yours and chop off your treacherous legs. Just try if you don’t believe me.”

With those words, Jareth brushed past her and left with long strides.

Edith glared fiercely at the unshakable tall back of the man, atid bitterly gritted her teeth.

“Heh, then let’s just see!”

a mask of sweetness

I’ve come to

the gloom from his eyes, replacing it with a genial smile, “Ah,

specially made for you with my own hands,

This hearty dish is best for when you’re feeling down; it nourishes the body and calms the mind.

how did you know I’m feeling down?” Barry took

you, and as soon as I came in, I could see the concern in your face. There’s also an invitation on the table, is

seems good news is

news? How is this considered good news!”

and he’s being toyed with by that Abernathy girl! Completely bewitched by her! He’s practically handed her half of his fortune as the

will take few years before the whole Fairhaven group falls under the

are right. I knew

haven’t told you, fearing it

at this point? Just tell

heart, Edith turned and walked to the coffee table, pulling out a document

it with a puzzled look, and as he briefly scanned it quickly, his eyes widened in disbelief at

girl from the Abernathy family has mental

“Yes, grandpa.”

fact, she has severe autism. Simply put, she has mental illness. We were classmates in junior high, and back then everyone would talk behind her back and call her an idiot, or a simpleton. She

her mind is troubled Elspeth left nothing but a

was so furious he could hardly breathe, coughing and puffing, his face turning beet red.

calm down, your health is

know about

He knows everything”

lost his mind? Does he not fear that their children will inherit this illness? I truly don’t understand him, could have any woman he desires. Why is he

innocent appearance. He’s had his fill of gourmet meals, now, unexpectedly finding charm

dead body! As long as I’m alive

hers, soothing him, “If you abruptly go to Mr. Hamilton, the news will spread to big brother immediately.

surely lead to an uproar He’s also on good terms with Mr. Thaddeus, siding with outsiders, ultimately our family will be at

a knack for warming your granddad’s heart, Barry said with a sigh of relief, his voice a blend of anxiety and affection. “Then give grandpa an idea, how could this matter be

moment to have a talk to her,” Edith replied softly, her voice dripping with

thinking of his grandson madly in love, couldn’t help but

it will sever their ties once and for all,

period of rest, Marilla returned to her normal

school had gone through, the orderly environment suggested that no storm was too fierce to

since there were no witnesses at the scene of the incident, the school, under pressure from the influential

had forged

have built a pristine and flawless ivory tower to shelter his girl, who was like a delicate flower in

he didn’t know was-

study that night was like

just

slowly, Insidiously spread like a spider web casting over the sky, eventually

Marilla’s side every day, watching over her as if she were the

herself in the steber upon returning home, focusing earnestly on

hadn’t noticed anything unusual.

her paintings, which became increasingly dim and enigmatic,

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