His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel 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 slipped 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 irate 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 bodyguards, 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. Marilla." 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. He's 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 made it an ideal retreat.

These past few days, Jareth had been staying here with Marilla, nursing her back to health, forsaking all work and social engagements to focus solely on his little sister.

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 see!" Marilla, dressed 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 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 slip!" Jareth warned, his eyes filled with tenderness.