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!”

mask of sweetness and obedience as she entered the study.

I’ve come to see

granddaughter, Barry momentarily cleared the gloom from his eyes, replacing

I specially made for you with my own hands, simmered for a whole

best for when you’re feeling down; it nourishes the body and calms

feeling down?” Barry took a spoonful, indeed feeling

you, and as soon as I came in, I could see the concern in your face.

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

this considered good news!”

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

they’re married, I doubt it will take few years before the whole Fairhaven group falls under the control of

I knew you were bothered by

told you, fearing it would only add

this

pulling out

and as he briefly scanned it quickly, his eyes widened in disbelief at the medical report in front of him, boldly displaying Marilla’s name.

girl from the Abernathy family

“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 an idiot, or

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

coughing

quickly patted his back, “Grandpa, calm down, your health

brother know about this girl’s condition?

He knows everything”

“He knows, yet he still wants to marry her? Has he 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

now, unexpectedly finding charm in plain

into the Fairhaven group over my dead body! As long as I’m alive for one more day. I will not let that girl step a foot inside our door!

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

to an uproar He’s also on good terms with Mr. Thaddeus, siding with

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

the bond of former 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

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

to Plan B–a bit harsher, perhaps even ruthless, but it will sever their ties once and for all, Edith said, a

brief period of rest, Marilla returned

school had gone through, the orderly environment suggested that no storm

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

was the one who had forged a peaceful life

flawless ivory tower to shelter his girl, who

didn’t

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

just

casting over

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

had learned to disguise her feelings, locking herself in the steber upon returning home, focusing earnestly on her paintings, without showing her

noticed anything unusual.

it was her paintings, which

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