His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 695

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!”

she changed her gloomy expression to a mask of sweetness and obedience as

come to see you!”

momentarily cleared the gloom from his eyes,

you with my own hands, simmered for a whole

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

took a spoonful, indeed feeling less

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

seems good

news? How is this

only have one grandson, 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 betrothal gifts, and giving it to her is the same as giving it to the Abernathy group. Hasn’t he

the whole Fairhaven group falls

you are right. I knew you

haven’t told you, fearing it

be worse at this point?

table, pulling out

quickly, his eyes widened in disbelief at the

the Abernathy

“Yes, grandpa.”

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

She’s 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 gone, and yet she left behind her dimwit daughter to plague my precious

he could hardly breathe, coughing and puffing, his face turning beet

“Grandpa, calm down, your

know about

He knows everything”

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

had his fill of gourmet meals, now, unexpectedly finding charm in

They want to push their unwanted daughter into the Fairhaven group over my dead body! As long as

knelt beside the old man, taking his trembling hand into hers, soothing him, “If you abruptly go to Mr. Hamilton, the news

also on good terms with Mr. Thaddeus, siding with outsiders, ultimately our family will be at

relief, his voice a blend of anxiety and affection. “Then give

classmates. I’ll 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 persuade her to stop bothering my brother, as they have

couldn’t help but worry. “What if you can’t persuade

even ruthless, but it will sever their ties once and for all, Edith said,

period of rest, Marilla returned to her normal

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

school, under pressure from the influential Fairhaven Group, remained tight–lipped

was the one who had forged a peaceful life for Marilla.

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

didn’t know

night was like a barely visible crack on the greenhouse’s glass

might end just like

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

by Marilla’s side every day, watching over her as if

upon returning

hadn’t noticed anything

the young mistress, it was her paintings, which became increasingly dim and

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