His Ex wife is a billionaire Chapter 297

Chapter 297

Late into the evening, Jareth’s private jet touched down at Elmsworth Airport.

Edith, her lustrous chestnut curls cascading down her shoulders and draped in a luxurious fur coat, gracefully descended the jet’s staircase and sl*pped into a waiting limousine.

Ever since the Glynnis scandal, Jareth had confined her to the mansion, even confiscating her phone, cutting her off from her friends in an attempt to prevent any further bad. influence.

She had resorted to tears, tantrums, and even threats of a hunger strike.

Mrs. Jareth, torn between her love for her daughter and her son’s firm stance, eventually convinced Jareth to lift the house arrest and allow Edith to return to Aetheria for some self reflection

As winter set in, Jareth reluctantly let Edith go

Edith, who had been cooped up in Aetheria for so long that she felt she was going stir crazy, was imate at Jareth for not visiting her even once.

“Where’s Jareth? Why didn’t he come to pick me up?” Edith snapped at Manny, one of Jareth’s b*dyguards, her feet relentlessly kicking the seat in front of her where Manny

sat

Manny had watched Edith grow up and, despite being one of Jareth’s most trusted men, had spent a considerable amount of time with her over the years. His gaze was soft as he looked at her, but his voice was hesitant.

“Mr. Jareth has been quite busy.”

“Jareth has changed! He’s not treating me well anymore!” Edith’s eyes filled with tears and she began to beat the leather seat with her clenched fists. “He used to always pick me up no matter how busy he was! He hasn’t even called me once in all this time! He doesn’t care about his sister anymore!”

She cried and wailed, and then broke down into uncontrollable sobs

Manny watched, his heart aching

Finally, he gathered his courage and whispered, “Miss Edith, there’s something I need to tell you. You must keep your composure” “What is it?” Edith asked, taking the handkerchief Manny offered and dabbing at her tears.

“The reason Mr. Jareth hasn’t contacted you is he’s been entangled with Ms. Manilla.” Manny’s face was serious.

“What? Edith stared at him in disbelief.

“That’s not all.”

Manny leaned in closer, deciding to lay it all out. “These past few days, Mr. Jareth and Ms. Marilla have been living together”

“That’s impossible!” Edith’s eyes were glaring red with anger, her voice was a furious roar “How could that idiot ever set foot in the Fairhaven family mansion? Jareth has never brought a woman home!”

“Mr. Jareth didn’t bring her back to the Fairhaven mansion. hiding her in another place)

Edith’s world spun.

“Where are they? Take me there now!”

Jareth’s private villa was nestled in the upscale Skywatch area of Elmsworth, its white walls and green roof a symbol of wealth.

Although it lacked the grandeur of the Fairhaven mansion, its serene setting and beautiful scenery

an ideal retreat.

all work and social engagements to focus solely on his little sister.

These past few days, Jareth had been staying here with Marilla, nursing her back to health,

forset

Jareth, a party animal who would usually feel restless without a night out, had surprisingly given up her old ways for a young girl, surprising even Lily with this newfound change in the notorious playboy’s behavior.

“Jareth! I made you a gift, come seel” Marilla,

essed in a red woolen cloak with a white fur trim, called out excitedly, pulling Jareth by the hand towards the backyard.

Lily watched as Marilla’s radiant face, framed t

by the red cloak, glowed like jade.

Even Lily a woman herself, found Marilla endearing. One could only imagine how Jareth felt.

“Be careful, the snow hasn’t been cleared yet. Don’t sl*p!” Jareth warned, his eyes filled with tenderness

These past few days, Jareth had been carrying Marilla around the villa, not letting her feet touch the ground unless necessary. It seemed that he was trying to spoil her

The garden was blanketed in white, the snow–covered trees and flowers creating a beautiful winter scene

in this winter wonderland, Manilla was like a little red plum blossom blooming in the midst of the cold, capturing Jareth’s gaze and tugging at his heartstrings

“Jareth, look” Marilla pointed at a rotund snowman in the middle of the courtyard “I built this snowman for you! Do you like it?”

Jareth was initially thrilled, but upon closer inspection, he almost choked!

The snowman was indeed rotund, but it had his face plastered on it, making it look eerily odd

And, to add insult to injury. Marilla had used a black and white photo of him that was far from flattering

Why did you choose this photo? I have so many good ones” Jareth questioned, his face crumpling in disbelief

“Um, I took this one secretly I wanted to surprise you‘ Manilla looked up at him, her eyes twinkling

“But why black and white?

“We ran out of color ink at home”

Jareth sighed, patting her little red hat

Well, a gift from his little sister was a gift, after all He decided not to be too picky

‘Wool

Suddenly, Jareths Doberman, Coco, came bounding out from nowhere, charging straight towards the snowman

‘Hey‘ Coco! Come back here? Jareth shouted, but it was too late

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Coco had knocked off his “head”

“Woof” Coco wagged his tail excitedly, barking twice

“Um, Jareth, your head fell off” Manilla observed.

Jareth clenched his fists and was speechless.

Coco, not done with his game, started kicking the snowball around.

“Wow! Coco’s kicking your head around like a ball Marilla exclaimed.

Jareth gritted his teeth, his shout causing the snow on the tree branches to fall, “Coco! You dare to kick your dad’s head around? I’ll skin you alive and make you into soup!” Coco seemed to understand, quickly looking to Marilla for help, whimpering softly.

“No! Don’t punish Coco!”

Marilla, in a rare display of charm, grasped Jareth’s hand and gave it a shake, “I’ll go build a snowman again, just wait!

Jareth was swayed by her actions, his gaze towards her filled with an indescribable tenderness. “Coco, if it wasn’t for your mom pleading for you, you’d definitely be in deep trouble tonight”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Jareth felt his heart pound, thumping loudly.

However, Marilla had already run off to build a snowman.

Lucky for him, she hadn’t heard that.

But why did he hope that she had?