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!”

gloomy expression to a mask of sweetness and obedience as

to

his granddaughter, Barry momentarily cleared the gloom from his eyes, replacing it with a genial smile, “Ah, Edith, my

is the soup I specially made for you with my

the table and presented the bowl to Barry, This hearty dish is best for when

I’m feeling down?” Barry 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 that for Jareth and Ms. Marilla’s engagement?”

good news is on the horizon,

this considered good

one grandson, and he’s being toyed with by that Abernathy girl! Completely bewitched by her! He’s practically handed her half of

years before the whole Fairhaven

you are right. I knew you

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

worse at this

and walked to the coffee table, pulling out a document hidden from under the tray “Grandpa,

quickly, his eyes widened in disbelief at the medical report in

the Abernathy family has mental issues?”

“Yes, grandpa.”

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.

turns out her mind is troubled Elspeth left nothing but a defective seed! She’s gone, and yet she left behind

hardly breathe, coughing

calm down, your health is

your brother know about this

He knows everything”

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

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

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

“If you abruptly go to Mr. Hamilton,

an uproar He’s also on good terms with Mr. Thaddeus, siding with

with a sigh of relief, his voice a blend of anxiety and affection. “Then give grandpa an

her,” Edith replied softly, her voice dripping with empathy. “With reason and emotions–I

help but worry. “What if you can’t persuade

B–a bit harsher, perhaps even ruthless, but it will sever their ties once and

brief period of rest, Marilla returned to

significant crisis and turmoil the school had gone through, the orderly environment suggested

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

who had forged a

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

what he didn’t

that night was like a barely visible crack on the greenhouse’s glass

end just

a spider web casting over the sky, eventually

side every day, watching over her as if she were the most precious thing

feelings, locking herself in the steber upon returning home,

noticed

was anything different about the young mistress, it was her paintings, which became increasingly dim and enigmatic,

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