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!”

her gloomy expression to a mask of sweetness and

to see

from his eyes, replacing it with a

the soup I specially made for you with my own

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

feeling down?” Barry took a spoonful, indeed feeling less heaviness in his chest.

came in, I could see the concern in your face. There’s also an invitation on the table, is that for Jareth and

ambiguous, “It seems good news

is this considered good news!”

Abernathy girl! Completely bewitched by her! He’s practically handed her half of his fortune as the betrothal

I doubt it will take few years before the whole

are right. I knew you were bothered

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

this point? Just

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

puzzled look, and as he briefly scanned it quickly, his eyes widened in disbelief

the Abernathy family has

“Yes, grandpa.”

classmates in junior high, and back then everyone would talk behind her back and call her an idiot, or a

mind is troubled Elspeth left nothing but a defective seed! She’s gone, and yet she left

furious he could hardly breathe, coughing and puffing, his

calm down, your health

about this girl’s condition?

He knows everything”

rage was uncontrollable, almost bewildered, “He knows, yet he still wants to marry her? Has he lost his mind? Does he not fear that their children will inherit this illness? I truly

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

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 that girl step a foot inside our door! I’ll go see Hamilton Abernathy first thing tomorrow morning and call off

into hers, soothing him, “If you

on good terms with Mr. Thaddeus, siding with outsiders, ultimately our family will be at a loss.”

a sigh of relief, his voice a blend of anxiety and affection. “Then

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 have

in love, couldn’t help but worry. “What if you can’t persuade that girl?”

it will sever their ties once and for all, Edith said, a mischievous curve playing on her lips. “Just wait and see,”

brief period of rest, Marilla

the significant crisis and turmoil the school had gone through, the orderly environment suggested that no storm was too

scene of the incident, the school, under pressure from the influential Fairhaven Group, remained tight–lipped about Marilla’s identity and her

the one who had forged a

flawless ivory tower to shelter his girl, who was like

what he didn’t know was-

study that night was like a barely visible crack on the greenhouse’s

end just

spread like a spider web casting over

her as if she were the most precious

to disguise her feelings, locking herself in the steber upon returning

hadn’t noticed anything unusual.

young mistress, it was her paintings, which

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