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

the gloom from his eyes,

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

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

I’m feeling down?” Barry took a spoonful, indeed feeling

the concern in your face. There’s also an invitation on

ambiguous, “It seems good news is on the horizon,

is 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 whole Fairhaven group falls

you are right. I knew you were bothered by this.”

sighed, “Actually, there’s something else I haven’t told you, fearing it would only add to your worries.”

this point? Just tell

walked to the coffee table, pulling out

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

from the Abernathy family

“Yes, grandpa.”

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 her

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

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

calm down, your health is

your brother know about this

He knows everything”

Has he lost his mind? Does he not fear that their children will inherit this illness?

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

to push their unwanted daughter into the Fairhaven group over my dead body! As long as I’m alive for one more day. I

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

to an uproar He’s also on good terms with Mr. Thaddeus, siding with outsiders, ultimately our family

Barry said with a sigh of relief,

find a moment to have a talk to her,” Edith replied softly, her

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

to Plan B–a bit harsher, perhaps even ruthless, but it will sever their ties once and for all, Edith

period of rest, Marilla returned

and turmoil the school had gone through, the orderly environment suggested that no storm was too fierce to be

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

was the one who had forged

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

didn’t

Marilla had overheard outside the study that night was like

might end just like

it would slowly, Insidiously spread like a spider web casting over the sky, eventually covering the entire greenhouse, shattering it

side every day, watching over her as if she were the most precious

to disguise her feelings, locking herself in the steber upon

hadn’t noticed

the young mistress, it was her paintings, which became increasingly dim and enigmatic,

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