<b>Chapter </b><b>748 </b>
“Mari, are you kidding me?!” Even the usuallyposed Thaddeus lost his cool, hisrge hands gripping her shoulders firmly, “Marriage isn’t child’s y; it’s about your lifetime of happiness! Do you even know what kind of man Alston is? Didn’t you see how cozy he was with Edithst time? Aren’t you afraid this is just another one of Edith’s schemes to get at you and Jareth?!”
Mari let him shake her, her teary eyes quivering with emotion.
“Do you really not love Jareth anymore? Look me in the eyes and tell me, do you really not love him?!<b>” </b>Thaddeus‘ brows were furrowed with concern as he bombarded her with questions.
“Thaddeus, I’ve grown up. I’m not that little girl anymore, the one who used to lock herself in her room, too scared to face people, finding sce in sketches and dolls.”
Mari’s voice was as soft as silk, but her stance was resolute, “I know what I’m doing, and I know what I want.” Voice trembling, the man asked, “Marrying Alston, is that what you want?”
<b>“</b><b>If </b><b>I </b>can’t be with Jareth, then it doesn’t matter whom I marry.”
“Who says you can’t be together? Jareth loves you deeply; he’d give up everything for you! If only you’d stand by him.”
<b>“</b>Thaddeus<b>, </b>I’m tired.”
Mari dropped her eyelids, exhausted, shaking her head weakly, “If Jareth has to face the loss of his inheritance and the alienation of his family for my sake, I would feel guilty for life. Even if we were together, <b>I </b>wouldn’t be happy. But if I marry into the Fairhaven Group, I doubt I’ll ever have peace. I’m scared. I’m even more scared of causing trouble for Jareth, hurting Lily. Parting is the best thing for both of us.”
Thaddeus slowly let go of her shoulders<b>, </b>the bitterness scorching his throat, leaving him speechless.
<b>That </b><b>day</b><b>, </b>after Lily returned the hairpin to Jareth, thetter fell gravely ill<b>, </b>ovee by shock and <b>grief</b><b>. </b>In a fit <b>of </b>rage<b>, </b><b>he </b><b>copsed</b>, <b>coughing </b>up blood.
A <b>hospital </b><b>visit </b>revealed a severe stomach condition<b>, </b>a result of his <b>irregr </b>lifestyle and frequent <b>social </b>drinking.
<b>Previously</b><b>, </b><b>it </b>was just stomach pains that urred during his busiest times, so he would just pop some <b>antacids </b><b>and </b><b>push </b><b>through</b>.
This time<b>, </b><b>however</b><b>, </b><b>the </b>condition had worsened, and he was <b>forced </b><b>to </b><b>be </b><b>hospitalized</b>. But aside from Lily <b>and </b>Dean<b>, </b><b>no </b>one else <b>knew </b>of <b>this</b>.
Jareth <b>officially </b>took <b>over </b>as the <b>CEO </b>of the <b>corporation</b><b>, </b>but he didn’t show <b>up on </b><b>time </b><b>for </b><b>his first </b>high–level executive meeting.
In the <b>boardroom</b><b>, </b><b>Barry </b><b>sat </b>at <b>the </b><b>head</b><b>, </b>eyeing <b>the </b><b>empty </b><b>seat beside </b><b>him </b>with clear <b>displeasure</b><b>. </b>
<b>*</b><b>Mr</b><b>. </b><b>Jareth </b>Fairhaven misses <b>his </b>very first <b>meeting</b><b>? </b>How presumptuous.”
“Look at that. Now <b>that </b>he’s seized power<b>, </b>he <b>probably doesn’t </b>even <b>care </b><b>about </b>Mr. <b>Barry Fairhaven </b>anymore.<b>” </b>
“You’reughing too soon. Gary might have been defeated but he’s <b>not </b>out <b>of </b>the <b>game</b>. If Mr. Jareth Fairhaven keeps this up, Mr. <b>Barry </b>Fairhaven might just <b>hand the </b>CEO position back <b>to </b><b>Gary </b><b>in </b>a fit of rage.”
Gary listened <b>to </b>the murmurs of <b>disapproval </b>toward Jareth, a smug smile <b>ying </b>on his <b>lips</b>. Beneath the table, he was messaging <b>Edith</b>.
<b>“</b>My dear <b>niece</b>, I really must thank you for <b>your </b>help when I have <b>the </b>chance.
“You’re so wee, Uncle Gary. s, It’s a <b>pity </b>we couldn’t pull that <b>brat </b>down <b>from </b>his <b>CEO </b><b>pedestal</b>. Grandpa Barry still favors him, such <b>a </b>shame.
Uncle Gary, haste makes waste. You lost to Jareth because you’re always too impatient. I heard that Mari and Jareth are done. Jareth’s so upset he’s in the hospital, though I’m not sure what exactly is wrong with him. The Abernathy family is spreading the word that they will never let Mari marry into our Fairhaven family.
Furthermore, Mr. and Mrs. Bartley went to the Abernathy family mansion for their son’s engagement to Mari, and they seem to be getting along famously. Once Mari and young Mr. Alston Bartley’s engagement is set, Jareth will be devastated, unable to handle anything. That’s when your chance to strike back wille.”
Gary’s eyes lit up at the message; just as he was about to text back, a loud Bang echoed through the room, startling everyone, including him.
Jareth<b>, </b>d in a ck peacoat with a fur cor, hands casually tucked in the pockets of his patterned <b>suit</b>, strode in with the swagger of a prince, so effortlessly noble that everyone held their breath.
He kicked the door open, his face an indifferent mask. His domineering presence made Gary feel like a bug, which was insignificant and easily crushed.
“Sorry, overslept,” Jareth yawned.
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Seeing Jareth looking around with such a nonchnt air,pletely unfazed except for a slight paleness, Gary couldn’t help but feel disappointed and let out a sneer.
“Heh, well, look at Mr. Jareth Fairhaven<b>, </b>throwing his weight around. A new broom sweeps clean.”
Barry’s mouth tightened. Though the Fairhaven Group never cared much for rules, Jareth was taking things too
far<b>. </b>
“Let’s call <b>it </b>a day for this meeting. Grandpa Barry and Gary, stay behind. The rest of you, dismissed.”
Jareth’s cold gaze swept over everyone<b>, </b>finallynding with venomous intent on Gary’s flushed face.
<b>“</b>Jareth, you’re too bold, how dare you address your uncle by name?!<b>” </b>Barry barked, mming his hand on the
table<b>. </b>
Jareth smirked teasingly, “Then what should I <b>call </b>him?”
<b>Gary </b><b>nearly </b>choked on his <b>anger</b>.
“Jareth<b>!</b><b>” </b>Barry mmed the <b>table </b>again.
<b>“</b><b>If </b>you don’t <b>dismiss </b>them<b>, </b>can you handle what I’m about to <b>do next</b><b>?</b><b>” </b>
<b>Jareth’s </b><b>arms </b><b>tensed </b>against <b>the </b>table<b>, </b><b>a </b>mischievous smile on his <b>lips</b><b>, </b><b>“</b><b>If </b>you <b>want </b>to save <b>Gary’s </b>face, be careful<b>, </b>or I’ll <b>make </b>sure <b>no </b><b>one </b>here has any dignity <b>left</b>.”
The room <b>fell </b><b>deathly </b>silent. It <b>was </b>quite <b>a </b>bombshell<b>, </b>one everyone <b>wanted </b>a piece of, but who dared to indulge<b>? </b>They were <b>all afraid of </b>choking on it.
Barry <b>felt the </b>walls <b>closing </b><b>in</b><b>, </b><b>the </b>pressure <b>from </b><b>his </b>grandson bing <b>unbearable</b>. He was well <b>aware </b><b>of </b>Jareth’s <b>fiery </b><b>temper</b>, which <b>could </b>ignite <b>the </b><b>Fairhaven </b>Group <b>into </b><b>ashes </b><b>if </b><b>provoked</b>. With <b>no </b><b>other </b>choice, he
sent the executives <b>away</b><b>. </b>
Soon, there were just the three Fairhavens <b>in </b>the <b>boardroom</b>.
*Jareth, what the hell are you <b>trying </b><b>to </b><b>pull </b>with <b>all </b><b>this </b><bmotion</b><b>?</b><b>” </b><b>Barry </b>asked, his <b>voice </bced with
annoyance.
Jareth casually pulled out a chair <b>and </b><b>sank </b><b>into </b><b>it </b><b>with </b>an air of nonchnce, drumming his <b>fingers </b>rhythmically on the tabletop. The <b>smirk ying </b><b>on </b><b>his </b><b>lips </b>was sharp as a winter’s gust.
<b>“</b><b>I </b><b>want </b>Gary out of the Fairhaven Group<b>. </b>
<b>11:57 </b>