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!”

she changed her gloomy expression to a mask of sweetness and obedience as

I’ve come to

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

specially made for you with my own

Barry, This hearty dish is best for when you’re feeling down; it nourishes the body and calms the mind. Grandpa, please have

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

I could see the concern in

smile that is ambiguous, “It seems good news is

news? How is this

by that Abernathy girl! Completely bewitched by her! He’s practically handed her half

take few years before the whole Fairhaven group falls under the control of

knew you were bothered

you, fearing it would only add to your worries.”

worse at this

table, pulling

and as he briefly scanned it quickly, his eyes widened in disbelief at the medical report in front of him, boldly displaying Marilla’s

the Abernathy

“Yes, grandpa.”

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 even complete college, dropping out midway

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! She’s gone, and yet she left behind her dimwit daughter to

coughing and puffing, his

his back, “Grandpa, calm down, your health

your brother know about

He knows everything”

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 is he

fooled by Marilla’s innocent appearance. He’s had his fill of gourmet meals, now, unexpectedly finding

dead body! As long as I’m alive for one more day. I will not let

soothing him, “If you abruptly

also on good terms with Mr. Thaddeus, siding with outsiders,

heart, Barry said with a sigh of relief, his voice a blend of

her voice

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.

brief period of rest, Marilla returned to her

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

were no witnesses at the scene of the incident, the school,

had forged a

and flawless ivory tower to shelter his girl, who was like a delicate flower in

he didn’t know was-

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

just like

slowly, Insidiously spread like a spider web casting over the sky, eventually covering the

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

disguise her feelings, locking herself in the steber upon returning home,

hadn’t noticed anything unusual.

the young mistress, it was her paintings, which became increasingly

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