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 obedience as

to see

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

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

to Barry, This hearty dish is best for when you’re feeling down; it nourishes the

Barry took a

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

that is ambiguous, “It seems good news is on

is this considered

bowl down, his temper flaring, “I 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

years before the whole Fairhaven group falls under the

right. I knew you were bothered by this.”

I haven’t told you, fearing it would only add

this point? Just tell

turned and walked to the coffee table, pulling out a

he briefly scanned it quickly, his eyes widened in disbelief at the medical report in front

the Abernathy family has mental

“Yes, grandpa.”

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,

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

furious he could hardly breathe, coughing

calm down, your health is

your brother know about this girl’s

He knows everything”

Does he not fear that their children will inherit this illness? I truly don’t

had his fill of gourmet meals, now, unexpectedly finding charm in plain boiled rice, he naturally can’t

his sofa, “The entire Abernathy family are a bunch of liars! They want to push 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

“If

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

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

Marilla and I have 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 bothering my brother,

his grandson madly in love, couldn’t help but worry.

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

period of rest, Marilla returned to her normal

the school had gone through, the orderly environment suggested that

witnesses at the scene of the incident, the school,

was the one who had forged a peaceful life for

to

didn’t know was-

the study that night was like a

end just like

casting over the sky,

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

feelings, locking herself in the steber upon returning home, focusing earnestly on her paintings, without showing her emotions.

hadn’t noticed anything unusual.

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

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