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,

crash, her mental fortress crumbled completely.

boardroom of the Fairhaven Group, the

sat at the center of the table, a king among his loyal subjects. He had built this empire through ordeal from the ground up, and now,

a few old–timers who resisted the young heir, pledging allegiance only

feared that with Jareth’s ascent, their own power and profit would diminish, which

the company into decline, but not everyone was interested in the

his lack of competence,

and surveyed the

I’m about to

furrowed slightly, a sense of disquiet pricking at

been glancing at his phone every minute or two. He

Gary, sitting across from him, glared with icy hostility, but a

now, I declare that my grandson Jareth will assume the role of CEO

ended and the people present were about to applaud when

“I object!”

fell into stunned

a barely concealed threat, a tempest brewing in his piercing gaze. That

fear this young wolf? He was the elder, the sole son of the patriarch! He was determined to fight this battle to the

with his reputation and business acumen – he’s the obvious choice

look at Jareth’s frosty features

“Dad.”

Barry’s disdain for Gary’s flippancy was clear. It was a stark contrast to his late eldest son, Jareth’s father,

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