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His Ex wife is a billionaire Chapter 612

    hapter <b>612 </b>


    Gary red at his wife with a mix of irritation and disbelief. Her timing couldn’t be worse.


    Even though Mari was Elspeth’s daughter, she was undoubtedly Frederic’s progeny–a true heiress to the Abernathy estate.


    Although Gary had his designs on using the girl for his own schemes, deep down, he didn’t want Jareth to actually marry into the Abernathy family’s daughter. Such a union would legitimize their alliance, making Frederic Jareth’s father–inw!


    Wouldn’t that just give the young wolf more teeth?


    No, Gary needed a dual strategy.


    Either use the girl as leverage to block Jareth from ascending to the CEO position or, as a concession, allow Jareth to be CEO but prevent a marriage with the Abernathy conglomerate at all costs!


    Jareth’s words cast a pall over the dining room atmosphere.


    Barry’s silvery eyebrows tightened, but he did not look at his grandson.


    Barry hadn’t spoken yet, but Mrs. Fairhaven, unable to contain herself, burst out, “Jareth, don’t you understand the rules of a family banquet? Only Fairhaven blood should be present. Bringing an outsider, what does that say about us?”


    “Outsider?”


    A me flickered in Jareth’s heart, and his eyes narrowed, a frost settling over his handsome features. “Never mind, Mari will soon be no outsider. She will be my wife, and thus, a member of the Fairhaven family.”


    Mrs. Fairhaven’s throat tightened, “Jareth, now is not the time for this!”


    “I came tonight precisely to discuss this.”


    Jareth slowly stood, his imposing figure turning towards Barry, eyes zing with resolve,


    *Grandpa, I’vee to inform you and everyone here. I intend to marry Mari, I ask for your blessing.”


    With those words, Jareth bowed deeply to Barry.


    Barry now directed his gaze at his grandson, his pupils dting with shock!


    Jareth, the unruly prince of the family, had never before shown such deference or seriousness,


    For the sake of the Abernathydy, he was willing to bend his proud head,


    *Jareth, an Abernathy girl is not someone I would approve of.“


    Barry’s re was sharp as a de, his toneden with scorn and displeasure, “Be it Glynnis or your beloved Mari, they can’t escape the fact that they are the daughters of a murderer. Elspeth has been sentenced to death. The footage of her trial is all over the inte. Marrying her daughter, what does that signal? Are you cleaning up the mess of that snaky woman?”


    Mrs. Fairhaven nodded vigorously in agreement.


    The other family members, engrossed in their steaks and wine, couldn’t help but show sly smirks at the unfolding drama.


    But Jareth stood, <b>alone </b>and cold <b>as </b>if <b>in </b>a frigid wastnd, his eyes red with rage.


    Jareth<b>, </b>you <b>are </b><b>of </b><b>a </b><b>higher </b><b>stature </b>than <b>even </b>Thaddeus. What woman couldn’t you have? Why settle for a murderer’s daughter? If word <b>gets </b><b>out</b>, <b>who </b>knows what <b>ridicule </b>we will face<b>!</b>”


    <b>Barry </b>shook his <b>head</b><b>, </b><b>his </b>face <b>stern</b>, <b>“</b><b>This </b>match is <b>not </b>fitting. <b>I </b>cannot give my blessing.”


    “<b>Grandpa</b>! The mistakes <b>Elspeth </b>made are her own, what have they <b>to </b>do with her daughter<b>?</b><b>” </b>


    <b>Jareth’s </b>voice rose, his forehead veins <b>bulging</b>, “Moreover, Mari wasn’t even born when Elspethmitted her crime. She’s <b>innocent</b>. <b>You </b>can’t <b>judge </b>her with such prejudice<b>!</b><b>” </b>


    <b>“</b><b>The </b>sins of <b>the </b>previous <b>generation </b>should <b>not </b>fall on <b>the </b>next. But the actions <b>of </b>the parents can deeply affect their children.”


    <b>Barry’s </b><b>voice </b><b>was </b>unyielding, no <b>longer </b>leaving <b>room </b>for <b>sentiment</b><b>, </b>“What good cane from a daughter raised by Elspeth? Not to mention <b>her </b>elder sister, Glynnis, who paraded her parents‘ influence to bully <b>my </b>granddaughter! Your mother hid this from me for a long time. They are blood sisters. <b>How </b>much better can the younger be than the older?”


    Mrs. Fairhaven chimed in quickly, “Dad, you’re absolutely right<b>! </b>Everything you’ve said, I’ve been wanting to say!”


    “Grandpa<b>! </b>You’ve only met Mari <b>briefly</b><b>, </b>never even <b>had </b>a conversation with her. You haven’t taken the time to understand her, <b>how </b><b>can </b>you rush to such a <b>judgment</b><b>?</b>”


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    Jareth clenched his jaw<b>, </b>his blood boiling with indignation.


    He couldn’t stand to hear a single word against her!


    Mari lived in a small world of happiness that he had painstakingly built for her. What she didn’t know was that just one step outside that world, she would be facing a barrage of nder and gossip.


    He wanted to shield her from all harm, to have the entire Fairhaven family recognize her status, not keep her hidden away like a mistress.


    But clearly<b>, </b>taking that step was proving to be much more difficult than he had anticipated.


    “Jareth, your status is not what it used to be. You’re about to be the CEO of the Fairhaven Group, the face of our family. It didn’t matter how you yed around before, but now your actions reflect on the entire conglomerate.”


    Gary seized the moment to drive the point home, adopting a stance of great responsibility, “There are no outsiders here, so let me speak frankly. Your grandpa worked incredibly hard to build what we have. He still bears two long scars on his back from his days fighting in the trenches. You ought to know the origin story of the Fairhaven Group like the back of your hand. All the blood, sweat<b>, </b>and tears 1, not to mention my older brother, put into whitewashing Fairhaven’s name–Jareth, you’re well aware of it all. Now, <b>with </b>the Fairhaven Group’s stock teetering and our reputation taking a hit from that Ashbourne girl’s antics, think about the optics, Jareth. You marrying Mari, a murderer’s daughter–what will people think of the Fairhavens? Those in the know might say it’s a love match, but the rest? They’ll reckon we’re under Abernathy’s thumb, that they’ve got dirt on us. All the hard work of your grandpa and your dad<b>–</b>down the drain, huh?”


    As Mrs. Fairhaven recalled her husband, who had tragically died in a helicopter crash, her eyes filled with unshed tears.


    Gary’s words struck a chord with Barry, “Jareth, marriage isn’t child’s y, you can’t just follow your whims! And that Ms. Mari, cut ties with her pronto. She’s nowhere near good enough to join our Fairhaven family!”


    “I can carry the Fairhaven banner just fine, Uncle Gary. Save yourself the worry.”


    <b>Jareth </b>took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was a resolve in his gaze as if he could move mountains, “But I’ve made up my mind. I’m marrying Mari, and I won’t have anyone else<b>!</b><b>” </b>


    Barry red at his grandson’s defiant face, his hand mming down on the table.


    The boy was as stubborn as his father had been!


    <b>“</b>Grandpa, I didn’te here to listen to this.”


    Jareth’s eyshes fluttered as he took his seat, his fists clenched tightly under the table, “Most of Fairhaven’s projects and assets are under my control. And if I were <b>to </b>cash out my shares, along with my father’s, or if I were to transfer them to someone else, it’d be a huge blow to Fairhaven Group.”


    Barry <b>and </b>Gary were stunned!


    This kid, ready <b>to </b>throw away a bright future <b>over </b>a girl, and now he’s even making moves against Fairhaven Group?


    “If you support my decision, then the future of Fairhaven is bright. If not<b>, </b>I’ll have to resolve this my way.”


    Jareth’s l*ps curled into a mischievous smile, “The projects I hold could just as easily go to Mr. Thaddeus or President Ashbourne. No big <b>deal</b><b>, </b>we’re all friends here. I scratch their back today<b>; </b>they’ll scratch mine tomorrow. Right<b>?</b><b>” </b>


    <b>“</b>Jareth<b>! </b><b>Have </b>you lost your mind<b>? </b><b>What </b><b>are </b>you saying?” Mrs. Fairhaven was shaking with anger.


    Barry <b>and </b><b>Jareth </b>locked eyes<b>, </b>tension crackling between them!


    His worst fear wasing <b>true</b><b>–</b>Jareth was <b>getting </b>too <b>powerful</b>, threatening to <b>overshadow his </b>own legacy!


    Jareth was young and strong, but he was <b>no </b>longer <b>the </b>decisive patriarch!


    He was old now and losing grip <b>on </b><b>the </b>boy, <b>and </b><b>with </b><b>only </b><b>this </b>one <b>grandson</b><b>, </b>and <b>Gary</b>, <b>ambitious </b><b>yet </b>inadequate<b>, </b><b>the </b><b>future </b>of Fairhaven stilly <b>with </b><b>Jareth</b>.


    <b>But </b>he couldn’t <b>just </b><b>give </b>in! <b>The </b><b>head </b><b>of </b><b>the </b><b>family </b><b>being </b><b>threatened </b><b>by </b><b>the </b><b>younger </b><b>generation</b>, <b>it </b>was <b>an </b><b>utter </b>disgrace<b>! </b>


    At <b>that </b><b>moment</b><b>, </b>Gary’s phone vibrated <b>in </b>his <b>pocket</b>.


    He <b>pulled </b><b>it </b>out, annoyed<b>, </b>but his eyes widened as <b>he </b>read <b>the </b>message <b>and </b><b>stepped </b><b>out </b><b>to </b>take <b>the </b>call.


    Alone <b>in </b><b>the </b>hallway<b>, </b>Gary answered, “Hello<b>, </b>Edith<b>, </b><b>what’s </b>got you <b>calling </b><b>me </b><b>out </b><b>of </b><b>the </b>blue<b>?</b>”


    <b>“</b><b>Just </b>missing you, Uncle <b>Gary</b><b>!</b><b>” </b><b>Edith’s </b>voice was so sharine it made <b>Gary’s </b>skin crawl.


    “Ah, without <b>you </b><b>in </b>Elmsworth<b>, </b><b>our </b><b>house </b>has lost so much <bughter </b><b>and </b><b>joy</b><b>. </b>Your <b>grandpa and </b>your mom, <b>they’ve </b><b>been </b>missing you terribly, <b>can’t </b>even enjoy a meal<b>.</b><b>” </b>


    Gary lit a cigarette, squinting through the smoke.


    “I want toe back to grandpa and mommy, but you know how my brother despises me.”


    Edith went fromughing to choking up, “I’m all alone in Aetheria, having a home I can’t return to is worse than death! Uncle Gary, I want toe home, I miss grandpa and mommy so much. You always doted on me. Can’t you talk to Grandpa let mee back to Elmsworth?”


    “Ah, I’d love to have you back, but your grandpa’s hands are tied right now. Jareth’s calling the shots at Fairhaven these days.”


    Gary, understanding the rift between the siblings was beyond repair, seized the opportunity to sow more discord, “And just now, Jareth announced he’s set on marrying Mari. If your brother bes Frederic’s son–inw. Edith, your life’s only going to get harder.”


    There was a pause before Edith’s voice dropped to a whisper, “Uncle Gary, what if I said I could help you? Could you find a way to help me return to Elmsworth?”


    “How could you help me?” Gary asked skeptically,ying out his terms, “Can you stop Jareth from marrying that Abernathy girl? He’s put it all out there now, and if your brother truly bes part of the Abernathys, your days will only get bleaker, Edith.”


    “Uncle Gary, I can do it. But first, I need to get back from Aetheria to help you.”


    “Jareth’s impatient. He’ll probably run off and elope with the Abernathy girl tomorrow. It’ll be toote by the time you return.” Edithughed scornfully, “Not only should you not oppose it, Uncle Gary, but you should also show absolute support. Better yet, convince Grandpa to ept Jareth’s marriage to Mari.”


    “What are you saying? Why?” Gary was confused.


    “I have my reasons,” Edith said, her n only beginning to unfold.


    Edith’s voice carried a chill, tinged with a hint of mystery. “Focus on getting this task done right. As for the rest, when I get back to Elmsworth, I’ll have a n in ce.”
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