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 she

I’ve come to

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

specially made for you with my own hands, simmered for a whole

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

you know I’m feeling down?” Barry took a spoonful, indeed feeling less heaviness in

came in, I could see the concern in your face. There’s also

“It seems good news is

this considered good news!”

his temper flaring, “I only have one grandson, and he’s being toyed with by that Abernathy girl! Completely bewitched by her! He’s practically handed her half of

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

you are right. I knew you were bothered by

something else I haven’t told you, fearing it would only add to your

could be worse at this

a cold sinker in her heart, Edith turned and walked to the coffee table, pulling out a document

look, and as he briefly scanned it quickly, his eyes widened in disbelief

from the Abernathy

“Yes, grandpa.”

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 an idiot, or a simpleton. She didn’t even complete college, dropping out midway because of her

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

hardly breathe, coughing and puffing, his face turning beet

back, “Grandpa, calm

know about this girl’s

He knows everything”

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 is

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

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 day. I will not

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

know how he is like; it’ll surely lead to an uproar He’s also on good terms with Mr. Thaddeus, siding with outsiders, ultimately our family will

said with a sigh of relief, his voice a blend of anxiety and affection. “Then give grandpa an idea, how could this matter be

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

help but worry. “What if you

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

period of rest, Marilla returned to her normal

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

witnesses at the scene of the incident, the school, under pressure from the influential Fairhaven

who had forged a peaceful life for Marilla.

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

didn’t know was-

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

might end just like

spread like a spider web casting over the sky, eventually covering the entire greenhouse, shattering it into pieces

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

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

noticed

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

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