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!”

gloomy expression to a mask of sweetness and

to see you!”

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

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

to Barry, This hearty dish is best for when you’re feeling

down?” Barry took

just visited 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

ambiguous, “It seems good

How is this considered good

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

married, I doubt it will take few years before the whole Fairhaven group falls under the

you are right. I knew you

you,

could be worse at this point? Just

pulling out a document

puzzled look, and as he briefly scanned it quickly, his eyes widened

girl from the Abernathy family has

“Yes, grandpa.”

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 didn’t even complete college, dropping

always felt something was off about that girl. 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

hardly breathe, coughing and puffing,

patted his back, “Grandpa, calm down, your

know about this

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

been fooled by Marilla’s 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

body! As long as I’m alive for one more day. I will not let that girl step a foot inside our door! I’ll go see Hamilton Abernathy first thing

hers, soothing him, “If you abruptly go to

like; it’ll surely lead to an uproar He’s also on good terms with Mr. Thaddeus, siding with outsiders,

a sigh of relief, his voice a blend of

Edith replied softly, her voice dripping with empathy. “With

grandson madly in love, couldn’t help but

ties once and for all, Edith said, a mischievous curve playing on her lips. “Just wait

Marilla returned

the significant crisis and turmoil the school had gone through, the orderly environment suggested

the school, under pressure from the influential Fairhaven Group, remained tight–lipped about Marilla’s identity and her

the one who had forged a

tower to shelter his girl, who was like a delicate flower in a

didn’t

the study that night was like a barely visible crack on

might end just like

casting over the sky, eventually covering the entire greenhouse, shattering it

her as if she were the most precious

had learned to disguise her feelings, locking herself in the steber upon returning home, focusing earnestly on her

hadn’t noticed

there was anything different about the young mistress, it was her paintings,

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