His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

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!”

she changed her gloomy expression to a mask of sweetness and

I’ve come to see

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

made for you with my own hands, simmered for a

the tray on the table and presented the bowl to Barry, This hearty dish is best for when you’re

Barry took a spoonful, indeed feeling

concern in your face. There’s also an invitation

“It seems good

news? How is this

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 same as giving it to

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

right. I knew you were bothered by

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

could be worse at this point? Just tell me!”

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

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

girl from the Abernathy family has mental issues?”

“Yes, grandpa.”

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

always felt something was off about 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!

coughing and puffing, his face turning

patted his back, “Grandpa, calm down, your health is important!”

about this girl’s condition?

He knows everything”

he still wants to marry her? Has he lost his mind? Does he not fear that their children will inherit this illness? I truly don’t understand him, could have any woman he desires. Why

finding

burned with fury as he slapped the armrest of his sofa, “The entire Abernathy family are a 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

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

lead to an uproar He’s also on good terms with Mr. Thaddeus, siding with outsiders, ultimately our family will

thoughtful granddaughter, you’ve always had a knack for warming your granddad’s heart, Barry said with a sigh of relief, his voice a blend of anxiety and affection. “Then give grandpa an idea,

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

in love, couldn’t help but worry. “What if you can’t persuade

to Plan B–a bit harsher, perhaps even ruthless, but it will sever their ties once and for all, Edith said, a mischievous curve playing on her lips. “Just

period of rest, Marilla

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

footage had 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 about Marilla’s identity

was the one who had forged a peaceful life

flawless ivory tower to

what he didn’t

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

just

spider web casting over the sky, eventually

her as if she were

the steber upon returning home, focusing earnestly on her paintings, without

hadn’t noticed anything unusual.

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