His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 695

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 obedience as

to see you!”

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

made for you

and presented the bowl to Barry, This hearty dish is best for when you’re feeling down; it nourishes the body and calms the

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

as soon as I came in, I could see the concern in your face. There’s also an invitation on the table, is that for Jareth and Ms. Marilla’s engagement?”

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

How is this considered good

bewitched by her! He’s practically handed her half of his fortune as the betrothal gifts,

few years before the whole Fairhaven group

you are right. I knew you were

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

worse at this point?

turned and walked to the coffee table, pulling out a document hidden from under the

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

girl from the Abernathy family has

“Yes, grandpa.”

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 her an idiot, or a

mind is

could hardly breathe, coughing and puffing, his face turning

calm

know about

He knows everything”

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

finding charm in plain boiled

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

soothing him, “If you abruptly go to Mr. Hamilton, the news will spread to big

on good

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

her voice dripping with empathy. “With reason and emotions–I hope I can persuade her to stop bothering my brother, as they have

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

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

a brief period of rest, Marilla

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

there were no witnesses at the scene of the incident, the school, under pressure from the influential Fairhaven Group, remained tight–lipped

the one who had forged a peaceful

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

didn’t know was-

was like a barely visible

just

like a spider web casting over the sky, eventually covering the

her as if

upon returning home, focusing earnestly

hadn’t noticed anything unusual.

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

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