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!”

gloomy expression to a mask of sweetness and obedience as she

I’ve come to see you!”

momentarily cleared the gloom from his eyes, replacing it

this is the soup I specially made for you with my own hands, simmered for

hearty dish is best for when you’re feeling down; it nourishes the body and calms the

took a spoonful, indeed feeling less heaviness in his

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

“It seems good news is

news? How is this considered

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 the betrothal gifts, and giving it

take few years before the whole Fairhaven group falls under the control of the Abernathy family!

I knew you were bothered by this.”

I haven’t told you, fearing it would

at this point? Just tell me!”

cold sinker in her heart, Edith turned and walked to the coffee table, pulling out

as he briefly scanned it quickly, his eyes widened in

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 simpleton. She didn’t even complete college, dropping out midway

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 defective seed! She’s gone, and yet she

could hardly breathe, coughing and puffing,

quickly patted his back, “Grandpa, calm down,

know about

He knows everything”

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

fooled by Marilla’s innocent appearance. He’s had his fill of gourmet meals, now, unexpectedly finding charm

long as I’m alive for one more day. I will not let that

into hers, soothing him, “If you abruptly go

on good terms with Mr. Thaddeus, siding with outsiders, ultimately our family

said with a sigh of relief, his voice

former classmates. I’ll find a moment to have a talk to her,” Edith replied softly, her voice dripping with empathy. “With reason and emotions–I hope I can persuade her to stop

love, couldn’t help but worry.

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

of rest, Marilla returned

had gone through, the orderly environment suggested that no

were no witnesses at the scene of the incident, the school, under pressure from

was the one who had forged

pristine and flawless ivory tower to shelter his girl, who was

he didn’t know

Marilla had overheard outside the study that night was like a barely visible

end just like

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

stayed by Marilla’s side every day, watching over her as if she

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

noticed anything

her paintings, which became increasingly dim and

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