Chapter 823

Jareth's piercing gaze suddenly narrowed, and for a moment his vision blurred,

"Dead?"

"Yes. It was gruesome. By the time they found her body, it was nearly unrecognizable."

Dean's brow furrowed tightly as he spoke in a hushed tone, "The autopsy showed she'd been assaulted, had severe STDs, her body was in a terrible state."

Jareth closed his bloodshot eyes, the hand holding the basin clenched tight, his veins standing out as he trembled slightly,

"By whom?"

"Many."

Dean's tongue clicked against his teeth, "Edith hadn't arrived long before she was sent to an underground club. It was basically a high-end brothel, where girls catered exclusively to the elite and powerful from overseas."

"It's said there's only one way out of that place: to be played with until death. Even

if Edith hadn't been killed, her fate would've been the same."

Jareth's pale eyelids drooped.

A mix of intense, bitter emotions tore through him, leaving him speechless.

He despised Edith, no question.

As he watched her board that smuggling ship, leaving her to fend for herself in a foreign land, his heart still burned with hatred.

But upon hearing of her tragic death, he couldn't muster any resentment. It felt as if a dark void had been carved out of his chest, decades of love and hate plunging into an endless abyss, never to be seen again.

"Mr. Fairhaven, forgive me for saying, but I think there's no need for you to grieve for Edith, even though she was your own sister."

Dean's eyes were icy with loathing, "If not for her, Marilla wouldn't be in this state, and if not for her, the master and the entire Fairhaven Group wouldn't be like this."

"An eye for an eye, and we've not shortchanged her."

"Tonight, you'll head over to the country and bring back Edith's ashes."

Jareth's expression darkened as he spoke, "Then, investigate what she went through there."

"Mr. Fairhaven!"

"Dean, I'm not seeking revenge for Edith. What's done is done. Now that she's dead, all hatred should be laid to rest."

there must have known about the Fairhaven Group. He targeted Edith secretly for two possible reasons-to vent anger or to silence

open in

now it's all over. However, we must be

Dean nodded vigorously, "Understood!"

they made their plans, people from the Abernathy Group approached

smiled warmly, waving

to Dean and wiped his wet hands on his trousers before hastily

Mr. Frederic," he bowed

man, always so polite. Even

humble—a rare quality," Hamilton beamed

Jareth as nothing more

he watched him grow, Jareth had become

men as they entered

resting on the bed slowly opened her soft eyes at the

"Oh."

dear child, I'm

in his weathered eyes, yet he tried his best

Jareth's been

bit more,

wants to be compared to a

of laughter, "Besides, she wouldn't look

stood stiffly, his

Jareth rushed to help her, and she ended up resting against

secret to save his life," Hamilton chided, his eyes twinkling with joy, "Jareth, I won't beat around the

"Grandpa."

breathing grew heavy,

tears began

frail and gentle, wrapped her arms

speak, her tender gaze bathed in

reddened as he placed the hands of the two young people together, "I'm getting old, and Frederic will too

on, only good

Frederic. I promise to make Marilla happy," Jareth vowed,

knelt by the bed, tenderly

Mr. Frederic? Isn't it

coughed awkwardly, "Ahem, let's wait

"Dad!"

called out eagerly, unable to

his heart race, momentarily at a loss

calling for you, didn't you hear?" Hamilton nudged him with his elbow as he passed

took a deep breath, and his face broke into a contented

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