His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 630

Edith smirked with a mischievous glint in her eye, "Well, of course, dear Uncle Gary."

"The board meeting is just around the corner, and Grandpa is going to officially appoint him as the president of the Fairhaven Group. Right after that, it's the engagement party with that Abernathy girl. Looks like Jareth's about to hit the jackpot with both his career and love life. Our little scheme might be over before it even begins." Gary flicked a cigarette absentmindedly between his lips, a rhythmic tremor in his movements.

"Who says it's over? The real show is just getting started," Edith snorted.

"My dear niece, what's the master plan?" Gary chuckled, his eyes twinkling with intrigue.

"I've been thinking, maybe we've been going at this from the wrong angle," Edith mused, leaning back against the headboard, her tone dark and ominous. "Jareth is a tough nut to crack, but what if we target Marilla instead? That girl is as dumb as a bag of hammers and has been since middle school, a total pushover. Manipulating her would be a walk in the park. All I need to do is lay out the facts, play to her emotions, and if she truly loves Jareth, she's bound to start doubting."

Gary broke into a sly grin, "Reason and emotion, huh? You sure have a poetic way of saying 'blackmail'."

"Uncle Gary, you know what I mean. The only problem is..."

Edith's face twisted with concern, "That little twit is guarded too closely by Jareth. I don't have her contact, I can't get near her. I've got ideas, but no opportunity."

Gary's eyes sparkled with mischief, "Easy peasy. I'll have someone keep tabs on them. The moment that Abernathy girl is alone, you'll be the first to know. Jareth's busier than a bee in a field of clover right now. He can't be everywhere at once. He's bound to slip up."

"Here's to a fruitful collaboration, Uncle Gary," Edith said, her smile as dangerous as a wolf's.

As night fell over the city, Jareth rushed home after a long day's work, eager to return to the love nest he shared with his sweet little wife.

Though exhausted, the mere thought of Marilla waiting for him, her doe eyes shimmering with anticipation, her petite waist that seemed to fit perfectly in his arms, and her body that was a siren call to his very soul rekindled his vigor.

"Sweetheart!"

He burst through the door, sweeping Marilla into his arms with a fervor that disregarded the presence of Lily, their lips locked in a passionate, fiery kiss.

"Mmm."

Marilla cooed softly, instinctively returning the kiss, melting into him as if she was designed to fit within his embrace.

"Ah, honey, you're so sweet," Jareth murmured against her lips before planting a tender kiss on her forehead. His husky voice asked, "Did you miss me?"

Marilla nodded shyly, her lips sealed with a blush.

"Ready to be the CEO's wife and you're still acting coy?" Jareth teased, pinching her cute nose, his love for her immeasurable.

"I was about to drag your wife over to Fairhaven Group to find you," Lily said with an indulgent smile. "She's been asking about you all afternoon. I'm telling you, it was like she had a fever."

"Lily, I didn't." Marilla's fingers twisted the fabric of her dress, her cheeks blooming like spring peaches.

"Yes, you did, and I love it," Jareth insisted like a stubborn child, his arm tight around her waist. "From now on, even after we're married, be it ten or twenty years, you've got to wait for me every day, think of me, miss me, just as clingy and adorable as you are now, okay?"

"Okay, as long as you like it, I'm fine with anything," Marilla agreed with a bashful nod.