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!”

of sweetness and obedience as she

come to see

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

is the soup I specially made for you with my

is best for when you’re feeling down; it nourishes the body and calms the mind. Grandpa,

did you know I’m feeling down?” Barry took a spoonful, indeed feeling less heaviness in his chest.

visited you, and as soon as I came in, I could see the concern in your face. There’s also an invitation

seems good

this

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

the whole Fairhaven group falls under the control

knew you were

there’s something else I haven’t told you, fearing it would only add to

at this

her heart, Edith turned and walked to the coffee table, pulling out a document hidden from under the tray “Grandpa,

took it with a puzzled look, and as he briefly scanned it quickly, his eyes widened in disbelief at

Abernathy family has mental issues?”

“Yes, grandpa.”

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

It turns out her mind

he could hardly breathe, coughing and puffing,

calm down, your

your brother know about

He knows everything”

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

finding charm in plain

As long as I’m alive for one more day. I will not let that girl step a foot

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

how he is like; it’ll surely lead to an uproar He’s also on good terms with Mr.

warming your granddad’s heart, Barry said with a sigh of relief, his voice a blend of anxiety and affection. “Then give grandpa an idea,

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

ruthless, but it will sever their ties once and for all,

Marilla returned

had gone through, the orderly

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

had forged a peaceful

flawless ivory tower to shelter his girl, who was like a delicate flower in a greenhouse.

didn’t

was like a barely visible crack on the

might end just like that.

over the sky, eventually

by Marilla’s side every day, watching over her

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

hadn’t noticed anything

was anything different 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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