Glynnis’s eyes spun wildly as she staggered to her feet, dusting herself off indignantly. “You’reing back? When will that be? Are you nning toe 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 pped me, not once but thrice, in front of Evadne, Thaddeus, and the entire Elmsworth elite at the g, there <b>was </b>no longer any brother–sister bond between us, only bitter enemies!”
“Exactly! Jareth’s gone too far! He hasn’t even put a ring on Mari’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 wordsced with malice as she backstabbed Mari, 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 tight through Glynnis’s sordid intentions andughed 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 Mani’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. Mari cannot marry Jareth, absolutely not Glynnis’s nyes burned with hatred
“Of course, I feel the same. But you know what Jareth is like, he’ll never give up on that simpleton Well need a meticulous n to <b>make </b>him give up on her for good”
Edith’s smile was sinister I <b>think </b>it’s time for us to coborate 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 <b>by </b>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 Mari down, she was willing to do anything even stoop to the lowest!
“Ha. All your talk here is pointless. Let’s wait until you’re back to discuss further
<b>Thaddeus </b>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 Mari liked those trinkets, you should have just told me I could ve sourced them for her, as many as she wanted”
Thaddeus’s longshes 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”
<b>“</b><b>We </b>can’t just <b>leave </b>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?”
Thaddeus couldn’t help but smile, despite his brother’s outrageous antics
<b>“</b>Actually, Mari doesn’t care much for these things.”
Jareth’s <b>eyes </b>softened as he sighed. “After she said her final goodbye to Elspeth, she’s been feeling down, even guilty towards you. So, I suggested we take Elspeth’s intended gifts for Mari and sell them to donate to the charity you’re establishing <b>in </b>your mother’s name. It might not be much, but it’s the thought that counts. Hopefully, it’ll ease Mari’s conscience a bit
Thaddeus felt a <b>sudden </b>tightness in his chest. This was exactly what he feared that Mari’s goodness would lead her to feel guilty about his mother’s pain, potentially straining their sibling bond.
“The feud between my mother and Elspeth is over, and Mari wasn’t even conceived when Elspeth entered the Abernathy family She’s got nothing to do with it.”
Thaddeus, his heart aching with empathy, patted Jareth’s shoulder. “Find some time to bring Mari over to our ce. Let Evadnefort her, she’s always been persuasive with Evadne. And it just so happens, I’ve been perfecting a few new recipes. You two can bask in Evadne’s glow and sample my culinary attempts.”
Jareth’s face had gone the color of wilted lettuce. “Are you inviting us over for dinner<b>, </b><b>or </b>to be your guinea <b>pigs</b><b>?” </b>