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!”

her gloomy expression to a mask of sweetness and obedience as she entered the study.

to see

granddaughter, Barry momentarily cleared the gloom from his eyes, replacing it with a genial smile,

made for you with my own hands, simmered

table and presented the bowl to Barry, This hearty dish is best for when you’re

took a spoonful, indeed feeling

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 that for Jareth and

that is ambiguous, “It seems good news is on the

this considered

handed her half of his fortune as the betrothal gifts, and giving it to her is the same as giving

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

you are right. I knew

something else I haven’t told you, fearing it would only add

could be worse at this point? Just tell

the coffee table, pulling out a document

it quickly, his eyes widened in disbelief at the medical

Abernathy family has mental

“Yes, grandpa.”

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.

mind is troubled Elspeth left nothing but

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

calm down,

know about this

He knows everything”

fear that their children will inherit this illness? I truly don’t understand him, could have any woman he desires.

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

of liars! They want to push their unwanted daughter into the Fairhaven group over my dead body! As long as I’m alive for one more day. I will not let

his trembling hand into hers, soothing him, “If you

on good terms with Mr.

Barry said with a sigh of relief, his voice a blend of anxiety and affection. “Then give grandpa an idea,

of former classmates. I’ll find a moment to have a talk to her,” Edith replied softly, her voice dripping with empathy. “With

madly in love, couldn’t help but worry. “What

will sever their ties once

rest, Marilla returned to her

crisis and turmoil the school had gone through, the orderly environment suggested that no storm was too

school, under pressure from

the one who had forged a peaceful life

ivory tower to

he didn’t know was-

night was like a barely visible crack

end just

a spider web casting over the sky, eventually covering the entire greenhouse, shattering it

day, watching over her as if she were the

locking herself in the steber upon returning home, focusing earnestly on her paintings, without showing her

hadn’t noticed anything unusual.

there was anything different about the young mistress, it was her paintings, which became increasingly dim and enigmatic, more and more

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