Chapter 722

“My teddy bear, my little teddy bear.”

In the suffocating darkness, Marilla clung to the icy wall, her body trembling as she hugged her knees to her chest.

That man had taken her teddy bear, and it felt as if he had shattered her soul, and ripped the spine from her body. Her mind was blank, cold sweat cascading down her pale, pretty cheeks like rain.

*Jareth, where are you, please come save me.”

Suddenly, every light in the room blazed on. Beams of harsh fluorescent light assaulted Marilla’s pallid face, the interrogation–like brightness pushing her already fragile psyche to the brink.

“Jareth, I’m so scared. Jareth,” tears streamed endlessly from Marilla’s tightly shut eyes..

She couldn’t remember anything; even the loving, tender moments she had shared with Jareth seemed to twist and fade into the distance.

The massive screen on the wall, like a dark curtain, flickered to life.

Marilla forced her swollen eyes open, the tears turning her vision red as they flooded her sockets.

saw the woman on the screen, bound,

mental fortress

boardroom of the Fairhaven Group, the

Barry sat at the center of the table, a king among his loyal subjects. He had built this empire through ordeal

handing over the reins to Jareth, there were a few old–timers who

just about respect – they feared that with Jareth’s ascent, their own power and profit would diminish, which would

decline, but not everyone was interested in the grand future of the Fairhaven Group. Some were only concerned with maximizing

main reason Gary, despite his lack

throat with pomp and surveyed

all know what I’m about

a sense of disquiet

meeting began, he had been glancing at his phone every minute or two. He didn’t

with icy hostility, but a few seconds later, a subtle, malicious smile crept

my grandson Jareth will assume the role of CEO of the Fairhaven

the people present were about to applaud when Gary slowly stood up, his voice dripping

“I object!”

into stunned

on Gary’s treacherous face with a barely concealed threat, a tempest brewing in his piercing gaze. That look was enough

a moment, Gary felt a vice tighten around his heart. But then he thought, why should he fear this young wolf? He was the elder, the sole son of the patriarch! He

with his reputation and business acumen – he’s the

look at Jareth’s frosty features before addressing Barry.

“Dad.”

we use titles,” Barry’s disdain for Gary’s flippancy was clear. It was a stark contrast to his late eldest son,

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