Chapter 220

As Myra's birthday was fast approaching, Evadne spent her days working and her nights locked in her room, diligently crafting a handmade birthday gift for Myra.

She was preparing a ring. It was made from 18k gold, natural aquamarine, and diamonds.

For Evadne, a top-notch jewelry designer, the technicalities were not a challenge. However, the preciousness of this gift lay in the quality of the aquamarine. Its size was significant, its purity exceptional. It was a one-of-a-kind collectible piece, its value rivaling that of distinguished gemstones.

When it came to gifts for her loved ones, Evadne was anything but stingy. She never rushed or was half-hearted, she always poured her heart into the gift.

This was also the case for the gifts she once gave to Thaddeus.

However, that man never seemed to appreciate her efforts.

At this moment, a video call notification popped up on her phone. It was Liva, the manager of her jewelry studio.

"What's so urgent that you're calling me at this hour?" Evadne asked, carefully polishing the gemstone.

"Alea, do you remember Tyler?" Liva asked.

"Of course, he was my apprentice for three years before he set up his own business. He's a talented young man with good craftsmanship. What's up?"

"The day before yesterday, someone contacted him to replicate your jewelry design. Can you believe that? If you don't re-enter the scene, there will be knockoffs of your work everywhere!"

Evadne continued her work, laughing nonchalantly, "What's there to be angry about? I'm so awesome that those who can't have mu jewelries to buying fakes to satisfy their vanity."

"Tyler couldn't reach you, so he immediately came to me. He's not interested in the job and wouldn't dare to accept it. It would not only insult his integrity as a designer but also be like betraying his master's work."

Evadne couldn't resist her curiosity, "Just out of curiosity, who is trying to replicate my work? Honestly, anyone who can identify him as my apprentice must have some serious connections, right?"

"I don't know how he met her, but he said the girl is from Elmsworth, Windhelm, with the surname Fairhaven. Oh right, she is also the apprentice of the famous pianist Christian."

Evadne's clever eyes blinked.

Now she knew it.

Since they were so eager to rush into the line of fire, she won't be polite then.

"Liva, tell Tyler that his master wants him to accept Ms. Edith's order," Evadne's eyes lit up with a mischievous gleam, her lips curling into a smirk.

"Huh? Why?" Liva was utterly confused.

"He should not only accept but also do a good job. He can't tarnish my reputation."

Five days later, Thaddeus, who had just finished a meeting at the corporation, received a message.

Ada, who had been refusing to budge, had surprisingly agreed!

"What exactly is going on?" Thaddeus stood by the window, his silhouette dark and imposing, his eyes filled with an intense gaze.

Gordon anxiously said, "I heard that Glynnis somehow managed to give Ada a piece of Alea's jewelry design, which helped to seal the deal!"

Thaddeus cast him a cold glance, "Huh, it must be a fake."

"I'm not sure. But Ada is a jewelry collector herself. Wouldn't she be able to tell if it's fake?"

Gordon sighed, his face turning gloomy, "If Glynnis successfully signs the contract with Ada, the Abernathy Hotel will fall into the hands of that witch and her daughter! Who knows how much advantage they will take, they might even drain every last drop of peanut oil from the kitchen!"

"Evadne probably already knows about this," Thaddeus murmured, his long lashes trembling slightly.

Right now, with Glynnis winning over Ada, he was facing a new round of power struggles and backstabbing, surely more troublesome than dealing with Evadne.

However, all he could think about was Evadne's situation, completely neglecting his own.

Gordon sighed, "Miss Evadne has been quiet these past few days, she must have given up fighting!"

"Given up? Highly unlikely."

Thaddeus's dark eyes half-closed, the fiery blood in his body stirring restlessly, "Others might, but Evadne will never give up so easily. She's been quiet these days, probably lying low. I believe she will find a way to counter Glynnis."

After all, how could Glynnis, with her limited intelligence, compete with his ingeniously scheming wife?

No, ex-wife.

Unexpectedly, Thaddeus felt a pang of sourness in his chest.

That evening, the Abernathy family gathered for a rare dinner at Havenbrook, their monthly ritual of dining with Mr. Hamiltion.

The atmosphere was seemingly harmonious, even Glynnis exceptionally poured drinks and served food to Marilla as if they were the closest of sisters.

Marilla, sitting next to Thaddeus, kept her head down and focused on her food, not daring to utter a word.

However, she was a girl of great dignity. She did not drink the water Glynnis poured for her, nor did she eat the food Glynnis served her.

"Dad, Elspeth and I have been discussing an important matter recently and have almost made a decision. We came here today to inform you and seek your advice." Frederic, the well-mannered gentleman, put his forks down.

"You two have already discussed it. Why do you need to consult me, an old man?"

Hamiltion picked up a piece of roast meat and savored it, "What can't be solved by your delicate wife? She's been helping you make decisions all along, hasn't she?"

Elspeth forced a dry smile, her eyes flickering with resentment.

Every month, the most painful thing for her was to come here to dine with this old man, who always managed to mock her in one way or another, causing her to suffer from insomnia the night before each visit!

When would this old man finally pass away?

Fredric frowned and gave a low, muffled cough. Under the table, he gripped Elspeth's hand. "Dad, Glynnis is of marriageable age now. I think it's time we started arranging her nuptial."

Glynnis's rosy cheeks flushed even deeper as she gently bit her lip.

"Nuptial?"

Hamilton's fork paused mid-air, his thick eyebrows furrowing. "My eldest granddaughter is only twenty-five. She's so young. I was hoping to have my girls around me for a few more years before they get hitched! What's the rush, boy?"

Fredric was silent.

"Besides, our Abernathy girls have no trouble catching a suitor. Even at fifty-two, they're still the belle of the ball. Plenty of suitors lined up!"

Suddenly, the old man looked suspiciously at Fredric. "You're not cooking up some business alliance as a way out of a corporate crisis, are you?"

"Dad, you're mistaken, our business is doing just fine." Elspeth quickly put on a fake smile in defense of her husband.

"Fredric, let me be clear. Even if the Abernathy Group goes bankrupt tomorrow, you are not to sell off our girls for your own gain! Our daughters are not bargaining chips for business alliances. Do you understand?"

"Grandpa, you're overthinking this."

Glynnis quickly put her hands on Hamiltion's arm, giving it a playful shake. "Mom and Dad are just thinking of my best interests. It has nothing to do with business. I'm the one who wants to get married."

"Glynnis, do you want to get married?" Hamiltion looked surprised.

Glynnis blushed and nodded.

Ah, women. They grew up so fast.

"Dad, you really are misunderstanding Fredric. We didn't force Glynnis into anything. This is all her decision. She's in love." Elspeth said, her eyes sparkling as she looked at her daughter.

Hamiltion's tone changed. "Oh? Who's the lucky lad?"

"You're more than familiar with Glynnis's sweetheart."

Fredric chuckled, "It's Jareth, Dad."

Thaddeus chewed slowly, his beautiful eyes darkening, but he didn't make a sound.

"Jareth?" Hamiltion widened his eyes in confirmation.

Elspeth confirmed, "Yes, Dad, it's Mr. Jareth."

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Just then, a loud, out-of-place noise echoed through the room. Everyone turned to see the source.

Marilla had lost her focus and her hand had slipped, causing her fork to fall to the floor!

In the high-brow, etiquette-conscious Abernathy family, this was a grave breach of manners.

"I-I'm sorry!"

Marilla's face turned deathly pale. She was about to pick up the fork when Thaddeus bent down and picked it up for her.

"It's okay, just get another one." He smiled gently at his little sister, relieving her embarrassment.

"Thank you, Thad." Marilla mumbled, her head hanging low.

Glynnis's eyes shifted towards Marilla's pale face, her lips curling into a smug, disdainful smirk.