Chapter 605

Glynnis’s eyes spun wildly as she staggered to her feet, dusting herself off indignantly. “You’re coming back? When will that be? Are you planning to come back just to get even with Jareth?”

Edith clenched her teeth with venomous anger. “He made my life a misery, how could I possibly let him have his way? From the moment he slapped me, not once but thrice, in front of Evadne, Thaddeus, and the entire Elmsworth elite at the gala, there was no longer any brother–sister bond between us, only bitter enemies!”

“Exactly! Jareth’s gone too farl He hasn’t even put a ring on Marilla’s finger yet, and he’s already ditched his own sister and disowned his mother! If those two tie the knot, do you think you and your mom will have any standing left?” Glynnis sniffled, her words laced with malice as she backstabbed Marilla, stoking the embers of conflict

“Hmph, don’t pretend you’re looking out for me. All this enthusiastic plotting isn’t it just because you want me to return and wield my influence to settle your scores?”

Edith saw right through Glynnis’s sordid intentions and laughed coldly “Without your mom to back you, what fighting power do you have left? All you can do is watch your dimwit sister marry into wealth and lord it over you”

The memory of her collection being plundered by Jareth, now soon to be Marilla’s, made Glynnis shiver with rage. She was supposed to be the Abernathy family’s cherished eldest daughter, the apple of her parents eyes).

How had she fallen from grace to let that simpleton sister surpass her?

“No way Marilla cannot marry Jareth, absolutely not” Glynnis’s eyes burned with hatred

“Of course, I feel the same. But you know what Jareth is like, he’ll never give up on that simpleton. We’ll need a meticulous plan to make him give up on her for good

Edith’s smile was sinister “think it’s time for us to collaborate again. You must have had an epiphany about your mother’s situation by now, right? Pinning all your hopes on someone else is futile. Your own revenge must be sought by your own hands that’s the real satisfaction

Glynnis understood the subtext all too well Edith wanted her as an additional safeguard someone to drag down with her

But Glynnis was consumed by hatred,

If it meant bringing Jareth and Marilla down, she was willing to do anything, even stoop to the lowest!:

“Ha. All y

I your talk here is pointless. Let’s wait until you’re back to discuss further

Thaddeus and Jareth emerged from the grand Windermere Estate, their luxury cars parked side by side outside the gates

This wasn’t Jareth’s home, but it seemed Thaddeus no longer considered it his either

“If Marilla liked those trinkets, you s should have just told me I could’ve sourced them for her, as many as she wanted

Thaddeus’s long lashes cast down as he eyed the hefty bag in Jareth’s hands. “Why bother giving my sister Elspeth’s old things? It’s downright unlucky”

“We can’t just leave them for that brute of a hen to get her hands on. I’d rather smash them than let her have them!”

Jareth’s eyes sparkled mischievously. “I get a kick out of imagining Glynnis wielding a hammer, her face the color of liver, in utter humiliation! The frustration of missing out must be driving her nuts, eh?”

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to our place. Let Evadne comfort her, she’s always been persuasive with

had gone the color of wilted lettuce. “Are you inviting us over for dinner, or to

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