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 obedience as

come to see

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

the soup I specially made for you with my own hands, simmered

and presented the bowl to Barry, This hearty dish is best for when you’re feeling down; it

I’m feeling down?” Barry took a spoonful, indeed feeling less

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

that is ambiguous, “It seems good news is

How is this considered

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 the Abernathy group. Hasn’t

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

right. I knew you were

I haven’t told you, fearing it would only add

be worse at this point? Just tell me!”

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

his eyes widened in disbelief at the medical report in front

Abernathy family has

“Yes, grandpa.”

has mental illness. We were classmates in

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

furious he could hardly breathe, coughing and puffing, his face turning beet

calm down, your

your brother know about this

He knows everything”

his mind? Does he not fear that

unexpectedly finding charm in plain boiled rice, he naturally

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 inside our door! I’ll go see Hamilton Abernathy first thing tomorrow morning and call off

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

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

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, how could this matter be solved?”

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

love, couldn’t help

ties once and for all, Edith said, a mischievous curve playing on

a brief period of rest, Marilla returned to her normal study

the school had gone through, the orderly environment suggested

been deleted, and since there were no witnesses at the scene of the incident, the school, under

forged a peaceful life

a pristine and flawless ivory tower to shelter

he didn’t

that night was like a barely visible crack on

just like

a spider web casting over the sky, eventually covering the entire greenhouse, shattering it

Marilla’s side every day, watching over her as if she were

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

noticed anything

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

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