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!”

to a mask of sweetness and obedience

I’ve come to see you!”

seeing his granddaughter, Barry momentarily cleared the gloom from his eyes, replacing it with a genial smile, “Ah, Edith, my

is the soup I specially made for you with my own hands, simmered for

presented the bowl to Barry, This hearty dish is best for when you’re feeling down; it nourishes the body and calms the mind. Grandpa,

down?” Barry took a spoonful,

concern in your face. There’s also an invitation on the table, is that for Jareth

“It seems good news is

How is this

being toyed with by that Abernathy girl! Completely bewitched by her! He’s practically handed her half of his fortune as the betrothal gifts, and giving it to

few years before the

you are right. I knew

haven’t told you, fearing it would

be worse at this point? Just tell

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

scanned it quickly, his eyes widened in disbelief at the medical report in

Abernathy family has mental issues?”

“Yes, grandpa.”

she has severe autism. Simply put, she has mental illness. We were classmates in

in her early twenties but acts like a child. It turns out her mind is troubled Elspeth left nothing but a defective seed! She’s

coughing and puffing, his face

quickly patted his back, “Grandpa, calm down,

know about this girl’s

He knows everything”

yet he still wants to marry her? Has he lost his mind? Does he not fear that their

innocent appearance. He’s had his fill of gourmet meals, now, unexpectedly finding charm in plain boiled rice, he naturally can’t stop himself,” Edith said

liars! They want to push their unwanted daughter into the Fairhaven group over my dead body! As long as I’m alive for

him, “If you abruptly go to Mr. Hamilton, the news will spread to

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

warming your granddad’s heart, Barry said with a sigh of relief, his voice a blend of anxiety and affection. “Then give grandpa

find a moment to have a talk to her,” Edith replied softly, her voice dripping with empathy. “With reason and emotions–I hope I can

in love, couldn’t help but

but it will sever their ties once and for all, Edith said, a mischievous curve playing

period of rest, Marilla returned to her normal

school had gone through, the orderly environment suggested that no

deleted, and since there were no witnesses at the scene of the incident, the school, under pressure from the influential Fairhaven Group, remained tight–lipped about Marilla’s identity and her ordeal as a

was the one who had forged a peaceful

tower to shelter his girl, who was

he didn’t know

had overheard outside the study that night was

just like that.

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

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

feelings, locking herself in the steber upon returning home, focusing

noticed

it was her paintings, which became increasingly dim and enigmatic, more and more

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