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!”

she changed her gloomy expression to a mask of sweetness and

I’ve come to

his eyes, replacing it with a genial

you with my own hands, simmered for

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

feeling down?” Barry took a spoonful,

see the concern in

ambiguous, “It seems good news is on

this considered good

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

doubt it will take few years before the whole Fairhaven group

are right. I knew you were

you, fearing it

be worse at this

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

with a puzzled look, and as he briefly scanned it quickly, his eyes widened in disbelief at the medical report in front of him,

girl from the Abernathy family has

“Yes, grandpa.”

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 back and call

always felt something was off 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

hardly breathe, coughing and puffing, his

back, “Grandpa, calm down, your health is

know about

He knows everything”

marry her? Has he lost his mind? Does he not fear that their children will inherit this illness? I truly don’t understand

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

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

“If you abruptly go to

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

thoughtful granddaughter, you’ve always had a knack for 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, how could this matter be

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 no future

thinking of his grandson madly in love, couldn’t help but

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

of rest, Marilla

the orderly environment suggested that no storm was too fierce

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

who had forged a peaceful life for

a pristine and flawless ivory tower to

he didn’t know was-

night was like

end just like that.

would slowly, Insidiously spread like a spider web casting over the sky, eventually covering the

day, watching over her as if she were the

learned to disguise her feelings, locking herself in the steber upon returning home, focusing earnestly on her paintings, without

noticed

the young mistress, it was her paintings, which became

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