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

to see

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

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

is best for when you’re feeling down; it nourishes

Barry took a spoonful, indeed feeling less heaviness in

soon as I came in, I could see the concern in your

that is ambiguous, “It seems good

How is this considered

He’s practically handed her half of his fortune as the betrothal

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

knew you

you, fearing it would only add to

be worse at this point? Just tell

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

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

the Abernathy family

“Yes, grandpa.”

have been hiding Marilla’s condition from you. In fact, she has severe autism. Simply put, she has mental illness. We were classmates in junior high, and back then everyone would

acts like a child. It turns out her mind is troubled

hardly breathe, coughing and puffing, his

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

brother know about

He knows everything”

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

meals, now, unexpectedly finding charm in plain boiled rice, he naturally can’t stop himself,” Edith said with a hint of

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! I’ll go see Hamilton Abernathy first thing tomorrow morning and call off this engagement!” “Grandpa, that may not

beside the old man, taking his trembling hand into hers, soothing him, “If you abruptly go to

like; it’ll surely lead to an uproar He’s also on good terms with

said with a sigh of relief,

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

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

bit harsher, perhaps even ruthless, but it will sever their ties once and

Marilla returned to her

and turmoil the school had gone through, the orderly environment suggested that no

there were no witnesses at the scene of the incident, the school, under pressure from the influential Fairhaven Group, remained tight–lipped about

the one who had forged a peaceful life for Marilla.

would have built a pristine and flawless ivory tower to shelter

he didn’t know

study that night was like a

end just like

Insidiously spread like a spider web casting over the sky, eventually covering the entire

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

noticed anything unusual.

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

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