Chapter 746

Glynnis‘ caustic remarks stripped Marilla’s face of all color, her slender frame trembling even more violently. She clenched her eyes shut, mangling the small teddy bear in her grip.

It was the only way she could force herself not to recall those horrifying memories.

“So you can’t snag a spot as Mrs. Fairhaven, but hey, looks like you might land a cozy spot with Mr. Bartley’s son. Congrats in advance.” Glynnis flipped her hair arrogantly – a clear mimic of Elspeth’s flirtatious antics, “But sadly, I don’t have any wedding gift for you.”

Thaddeus‘ brows were knitted in anger, his eyes searing with crimson fury, “Say that one more time, and I’ll make sure your right ear hears nothing ever again.”

“Can’t handle the truth? She’s heading straight into the Bartley family’s arms, and your scowling won’t change a thing!”

Like a tiger Thaddeus advanced towards her with menacing steps.

Glynnis threw her hands up in dramatic despair, “Help! Dad! Save me! Thaddeus is out for blood!”

“Enough! What is all this racket?!” Frederic stood on the staircase, glaring down at the feuding pair, his voice thunderous.

“Dad! Thaddeus is going to hit me. He only knows how to hit women!”

Glynnis sobbed exaggeratedly, “He might as well just kill me!”

“That’s enough!” Frederic pinched the bridge of his nose, his patience worn thin by the shrill noise, “Dennis, take her to the airport, now!”

“Yes, Mr. Frederic Abernathy.”

Dennis glanced coldly at Glynnis, “After you.”

Gritting her teeth, Glynnis hauled her hefty suitcase towards the door. Frederic, not entirely heartless, commanded sternly, “Help her with that, will you?”

had to comply, lifting the

act as she bid her father farewell, but deep

always shown her mercy. She

gone, Thaddeus approached Frederic, struggling to suppress the turbulent rage within him, “Glynnis mentioned the Bartleys came proposing

looked down at him with

“Mr. Bartley’s son wants to marry

in politics, and I’ve met Mr. Bartley’s

same gesture as what Thaddeus would usually do, “At the very least, His is not a womanizer. And his parents don’t mind

face pale, damp with sweat, tears

Alston never hit or insulted her like Edith did, but the psychological

how Alston always stood watch while Edith’s clique tormented her, sometimes smirking from the shadows.

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of junior high, after receiving new school uniforms,

the equipment room and drenched her in dirty water, ruining her new uniform; satisfied,

the musty corner, she couldn’t help shivering at the height of summer. At that moment, Alston, who had been

utter a word of thanks, she saw his gaze fixed on her drenched chest. Her small, budding figure was embarrassingly visible beneath the soaked blouse.

her arms instinctively

okay? No one will ever know,” Alston had whispered, his

sent chills through Marilla’s body.

tight clenching, “You’re upset with me and want to lash out. But you can’t use your daughter’s happiness

people? You’re assuming the worst of me.” Frederic shot back furiously, “Marilla is my daughter. Do you think I’d harm her? Every decision I

her best

the best interest of your career. An alliance

to white as his son unabashedly stripped away his pretenses, fueling his anger

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