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His Ex wife is a billionaire Chapter 615

    <b>Chapter </b><b>615 </b>


    <b>Mari’s </b><b>heart </b>pounded <b>with </b>the ferocity of a drum in the night, her rosy cheeks draining <b>to </b>a chalky white, as if she were a frightened bird trembling <b>on </b><b>a </b>limb<b>, </b>buffeted by <b>an </b>unseen storm.


    <b>She </b>pursed her l*ps and instinctively let go <b>of </b>Jareth’s hand.


    <b>Jareth’s </b>breathing hitched, his grip tightening almost imperiously, her fingers starved of cirction!


    <b>“</b><b>What’s </b><b>it </b><b>to </b>you? Is it <b>any </b>of your business?”


    Jareth’s sharp brows arched, his piercing gaze skewering Glynnis, who wore a poorly concealed smirk, “I never knew you to be such <b>a </b><b>traditional </bdy, Glynnis. Quite the departure from your usual liberation<b>.</b><b>” </b>


    <b>Glynnis</b><b>‘ </b>heart skipped a beat, her face ashen, “What are you bbering about?”


    Whether I’m bbering or not, step outside of Windermere Estate, ask around the Elmsworth socialites, and they’ll tell you all about your <b>wild </b>escapades and reputation, clear as day.”


    Jareth’s <b>l*ps </b>curled with a sinister slowness, “I’ve got a few buddies who’ve had their share of fun with you. If you’ve forgotten, I can jog your memory with their names. Who knows, maybe Mr. Frederic has heard a tale or two.”


    Frederic’s jaw clenched, his eyes aze with suppressed fury, ring at his wayward daughter.


    “Dad, it’s not like that. He’s ndering me! He’s bullying me!”


    <b>Glynnis</b>‘ forehead beaded with cold sweat, almost missing a step and tumbling down the stairs!


    Her infamous escapades in Elmsworth’s nightlife had earned her a less–than–savory reputation long ago.


    She’d always yed the role of the pure and obedient daughter in front of Frederic, but now, the facade she’d so painstakingly maintained was being ripped away by Jareth, leaving her in utter panic.


    Frederic momentarily ignored Glynnis, his attention returning to his younger daughter.


    <b>“</b>Mari,e here.”


    <b>His </bmand <b>was </b>brief <b>but </b>loaded with an unmistakable threat.


    “Daddy<b>.</b><b>” </b>Mari’s voice was meek, her feet rooted in hesitation.


    Frederic’s gaze darkened<b>, </b>hismand irrefutable, “Come here.”


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    <b>“</b><b>Mr. </b><b>Frederic</b><b>, </b><b>my visit </b>today concerns a matter of great importance I wish to discuss with you,” Jareth said, his eyes burning with


    <b>earnestness</b>.


    <b>“</b>Whatever you have to say, Mr. Jareth, say it here,” Frederic looked down upon him, not even bothering to offer a seat. “But make <b>it </b>quick, don’t dy our dinner.”


    His demeanor was <b>not </b>just dismissive but scornful.


    Glynnis<b>, </b>hidden behind her father<b>, </b>snickered with vindictive satisfaction.


    Remembering how Jareth had confronted her esteemed father at the <b>William </b>and <b>Son’s </b>party<b>, </b>taking a stand against the entire <b>Abernathy </b>Group, she relished <b>the </b>fact <b>that </b>the <b>story had </b>spread like wildfire through Elmsworth’s elite circles.


    A <b>man’s </b>pride was <b>his </b><b>currency</b>.


    <b>Jareth </b>had <b>once </b>cost <b>Frederic </b>his dignity<b>, </b><b>so </b><b>it </b><b>was </b>only fitting that his <b>own </b><b>pride </b>was <b>being </b>trampled.


    <b>“</b><b>Mr. </b>Frederic, I am <b>here </b><b>to </b><b>formally </b>ask <b>for </b>your <b>daughter’s </b>hand in marriage.”


    Ignoring <b>Frederic’s </b>mockery<b>, </b><b>Jareth </b><b>took </b><b>a </b><b>deep </b><b>breath</b><b>, </b>his <b>grip </b>on the <b>girl’s </b>hand <b>trembling </b><b>with </b><b>nerves</b><b>, </b>“<b>I </b>love Mari, and <b>! </b>intend <b>to </b>marry <b>no </b><b>other</b><b>. </b>I will ensure she is <b>the </b><b>happiest </b>woman in the world.”


    <b>With </b><b>that</b><b>, </b><b>he </b>turned <b>to </b>look at his <b>beloved</b><b>, </b>his <b>eyes </b><b>brimming </b><b>with </b><b>deep, </b><b>unspoken </b><b>emotion</b>, “<b>Please </b><b>give </b><b>me your </b>blessing to <b>marry </b><b>Mari</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>


    Mari’s cheeks bloomed <b>with </b>a shy blush<b>, </b><b>her </b><b>heart </b>awash <b>with warmth</b>.


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    Glynnis <b>gnashed </b><b>her </b><b>teeth</b><b>, </b>watching <b>their </b><b>disy </b>of <b>affection </b><b>with </b>venomous <b>envy</b><b>, </b><b>her </b>face <b>contorted </b>as <b>if </b>she were about to <b>reveal </b><b>her </b>true nature<b>, </b>transforming into a creature <b>of </b><b>jealousy</b>.


    <b>“</b><b>Ha</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>


    <b>Frederic </b>let out a scornful <bugh</b><b>, </b><b>“</b>Mr. <b>Jareth</b><b>, </b><b>you’re </b><b>hardly </b><b>in </b>a <b>position </b><b>to </b>stand <b>before me</b><b>, </b><b>let </b><b>alone </b>ask for <b>my </b><b>daughter’s </b>hand. You <b>made </b><b>your feelings </b><b>quite </b>clear at <b>the </bst <b>gathering</b>, severing <b>ties </b><b>with </b><b>the </b><b>Abernathy family</b>. <b>You </b><b>seemed </b><b>rather </b><b>taken with </b>


    <b>1/2 </b>


    <b>11 </b>


    <b>the </b><b>Ashbourne </b>family <b>heiress</b><b>–</b><b>perhaps you </b>should <b>be </b>seeking marriage <b>with </b>them, not us. But I do wonder what Thaddeus


    would think <b>of </b>this.”


    <b>Jareth’s </b>veins <b>pulsed </b><b>at </b>his temples<b>, </b>each word a dagger <b>to </b>his hopeful heart, <b>his </b><b>fury </b>and indignation straining his restraint.


    <b>Frederic </b>insulted him.


    He also <b>dragged </b>Thaddeus <b>and </b>Evadne into it was a bridge too far, an attack he could not ignore. His clenched fists were like <b>boulders </b>wrapped in ivy, ready to explode.


    Mari stood stiffly, her whole b*dy cold with dread.


    <b>“</b><b>Mr. </b>Frederic, direct your anger at me if you must. Insult me, and I won’t utter a word in defense.”


    Jareth’s eyes zed with a dangerous red, “But don’t involve my best friend and the woman he loves. My affairs are my own; they have nothing to do with them! You owe Thaddeus and Ms. Evadne more respect!<b>” </b>


    The grand hall was swept by a chilly undercurrent, the tension palpable.


    Dennis, watching Mari, felt his heart leap to his throat as Jareth and Frederic seemed poised for an all–out feud.


    Jareth was a man of integrity and fierce loyalty, but sometimes his emotions got the better of him, often at the expense of


    prudence.


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    Frederic was the type to respond to humility and contrition. If you bowed your head and showed regret, there might be room for maneuver. But Jareth, ustomed to privilege and pride, was likely facing the most humbling moment of his life.


    <b>And </b>like any man of honor, he could not–would not–simply endure.


    “Look, Jareth<b>, </b>let’s cut the pleasantries,” Frederic’s mocking expression suddenly turned icy. “You marrying Mari is a pipe <b>dream</b>! There’s no way I’m giving my daughter’s hand to someone who’s been disloyal to the Abernathy family. It’s like keeping a ticking time bomb right in my own backyard. If you married Mari, you’d be my son–inw, and if your heart’s not with us, you’d just be another turncoat waiting to stab me in the back when it counts. How could I possibly allow such a snake to slither into


    the Abernathy family?”


    <b>Jareth </b>stood there, breathing heavily, feeling as if he’d been sucker–punched. His insides churned with a pain <b>so </b>acute it felt as <b>though his </b>very organs had been shaken.


    “I’ve tolerated you this long because of the old yground bond you share with Thaddeus, but that doesn’t seem to have taught you humility,” Frederic said, chin tilted up in arrogance. “I’ve made myself crystal clear: I would rather die than agree to this union! <b>Leave </b>Mari here and get off the Windermere Estate immediately. And for your own good, make sure you never show your face <b>around </b>here again!”
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