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!”

mask of sweetness

come to

his eyes, replacing it with a genial smile, “Ah, Edith,

you with my own hands,

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

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

see the concern in your face. There’s also an invitation on the table, is that

seems good news is on

How is this

by that Abernathy girl! Completely bewitched by her! He’s practically handed her half of his fortune as the betrothal gifts, and giving it to her is the

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

right. I knew you were

I haven’t told you, fearing it

could be worse at this point? Just tell

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

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

girl from the Abernathy family has mental

“Yes, grandpa.”

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

that girl. She’s in her early twenties but acts like a child. It turns out her mind is troubled Elspeth

breathe, coughing and puffing, his face turning beet

“Grandpa, calm

brother know about this

He knows everything”

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

had his fill of gourmet meals, now, unexpectedly finding charm in

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 this engagement!” “Grandpa,

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

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

knack for warming your granddad’s heart, Barry said with a sigh of relief, his

I have the bond of 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

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

rest, Marilla returned

the school had gone through, the orderly

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 as a

forged

built a pristine and flawless ivory tower to shelter his girl,

didn’t know

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

end just

casting over the sky, eventually

watching over her as if she

her feelings, locking herself in the steber upon returning home, focusing earnestly on her paintings,

noticed anything

her paintings, which became increasingly dim and enigmatic, more and more beyond Lily’s

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