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 entered

to see you!”

his granddaughter, Barry momentarily cleared the gloom from his eyes, replacing it with a genial

specially made for you with

on the table 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

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

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

good

this considered good news!”

practically handed her half of his fortune as the betrothal gifts, and

few years before the whole Fairhaven group falls

right. I knew

sighed, “Actually, there’s something else I haven’t told you,

be worse at this point? Just tell me!”

Edith turned and walked to the coffee table, pulling out a

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

from the Abernathy family has

“Yes, grandpa.”

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

turns out her mind is troubled Elspeth left nothing but a defective

furious he could hardly breathe, coughing

patted his back, “Grandpa, calm

your brother know about this girl’s

He knows everything”

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

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

unwanted daughter into the Fairhaven group over my dead body! As long as I’m alive for one more day. I

into hers, soothing him, “If

know how he is like; it’ll surely lead to an uproar He’s also on good

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

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 bothering my brother, as they have no future

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

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

brief period of rest, Marilla returned to her normal

crisis and turmoil the school had gone through, the orderly environment suggested that no storm was too fierce to be calmed.

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

forged

to shelter his girl, who

he didn’t know was-

the study that night was like a barely

end just like

web casting over the sky,

watching over her as if she were the most precious thing

steber upon returning home,

hadn’t noticed anything unusual.

the young mistress, it was her paintings, which

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