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!”

a mask of sweetness and

come to see

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

for you with

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

down?” Barry took a spoonful, indeed feeling less

brother just visited you, and as soon as I came in, I could see the concern in your face. There’s also an

seems good news is on the

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

it will take few years before the whole Fairhaven group falls under the control

are right. I knew you were bothered

you, fearing it would only add to your

be worse at this point? Just tell

table, pulling out a document hidden from under

quickly, his eyes widened in

Abernathy family has

“Yes, grandpa.”

entire Abernathy family, have been 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

child. It turns out her mind is troubled Elspeth left

he could hardly breathe, coughing and

quickly patted his back, “Grandpa, calm down, your health

brother know about this girl’s

He knows everything”

Does he not fear that their children will inherit this illness? I truly don’t understand him, could have

finding charm in plain boiled rice, he naturally can’t stop himself,” Edith said with a hint of disdain.

the Fairhaven group over my dead body! As long as I’m alive for one more day. I will not let

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

on good terms with Mr. Thaddeus, siding with

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, how could this

Marilla and 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 to stop bothering my brother, as they have no future together.”

his grandson madly in love, couldn’t help but worry. “What

bit harsher, perhaps even ruthless, but it will sever their ties once and for all, Edith

Marilla returned to her normal

school had gone through, the orderly environment suggested that no storm

had been deleted, and since there were no witnesses at the scene of the incident, the school, under pressure from the influential Fairhaven Group,

who had forged a

possible, Jareth would have built a pristine and flawless ivory tower to shelter his girl, who was like a delicate

what he didn’t know was-

study that night was like a barely visible crack on the

just like

like a spider web casting over the sky, eventually covering

side every day, watching over her

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

hadn’t noticed anything unusual.

anything different about the young mistress, it was her paintings,

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