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!”

changed her gloomy expression to a mask of sweetness and obedience as she entered the study.

come to see you!”

the gloom from his eyes,

you with my own hands, simmered for a whole day?”

the tray on the table and presented the bowl to Barry, This hearty dish is best for when you’re feeling down; it

I’m feeling down?” Barry took a spoonful, indeed feeling less heaviness in his

could see the concern in your

“It seems good news is on the horizon, right?”

this

handed her half of his fortune as the betrothal gifts,

I doubt it will take few years before the whole Fairhaven group

I knew you

else I haven’t told you, fearing it would

at this point? Just tell me!”

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

his eyes widened in disbelief at the medical

from the Abernathy family has

“Yes, grandpa.”

“She, and the entire Abernathy family, 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 talk behind

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

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

calm down,

your brother know about this girl’s

He knows everything”

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 infatuated with a

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 said with a hint of disdain.

their unwanted daughter 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

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

an uproar He’s also on good terms

had a knack for warming your granddad’s heart, Barry said with a sigh of relief, his voice a blend of

Edith replied softly, her voice

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

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

brief period of rest, Marilla returned to her normal study life.

the orderly environment suggested that no storm was too fierce

had been 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

the one who had forged

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

didn’t

study that night was like a barely visible crack on

end just

slowly, Insidiously spread like a spider web casting over

her as if she were the most precious thing

upon returning home, focusing earnestly on her paintings,

hadn’t noticed anything

about the young mistress, it was her paintings, which became increasingly dim and enigmatic, more and more beyond Lily’s comprehension.

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