Chapter 692


    Chapter 692


    In the study.


    Jareth poured a ss of wine for Thaddeus, who refused, saying, “I didn’t bring my driver tonight and


    I’ll be driving myself, no drinking for me.”


    “Didn’t expect you two toe over tonight.”


    Jareth took a sip from the refused ss before putting it down. He leaned back against the edge of the


    table with a casual ease, pulled out a cigarette from the box, and lit it with a practiced flick.


    He took a deep, almost greedy drag, as if wanting the smoke to fill every inch of his insides.


    “Something on your mind?” Thaddeus squinted his eyes.


    “It’s OK.”


    “You told me before, Mari can’t stand the smell of smoke, and you’ve cut back a lot for her. Ha,


    looking at that ashtray, I’d say you’re up to twice your usual.”


    Thaddeus went straight into the big brother mode, said seriously, “Are you nning on letting my sister


    hug a chimney every night? And you still want children? You know you need to quit smoking and


    drinking if you want to have children, right?”


    Jareth took the advice, immediately threw the cigarette butt on the floor and stamped it out with his


    foot, “Didn’t you have something to tell me?”


    “That person, was it your doing?” Thaddeus went straight to the point.


    “I deal with so many people every day, which one are you referring to?” Jareth’s expression darkened,


    clearly ying dumb.


    “A male student from Elmsworth Academy of Fine Arts. You had someone kidnap him and stab him ten


    times, and now he’s in the ICU, hanging by a thread.”


    Jareth scoffed dismissively, “I thought it was something serious. Yeah, I did it.”


    “You think you went too far?”


    Thaddeus‘ brows knit deeply into a furrowed expression, “Your status is different now. You’re not some


    mob prince anymore, you’re the CEO of the Fairhaven Group. Every move you make is under scrutiny


    by the group and the public, and you are not alone, you have Mari. You wanted to teach that guy a


    lesson, there were a thousand ways to do it, but you chose the riskiest, most extreme one.”


    “I went too far? I f*cking think I was too kind. I should’ve left him for the coyotes, torn to shreds!”


    Jareth’s hand mmed down on the table, his eyes burning with rage, “If it wasn’t for that bastard using


    Mari as a shield, pushing her towards that maniac, how would Mari end up being taken hostage?


    She has nightmares every night now, It’s all his fault! He should be grateful I spared his life!”


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    At that moment, Thaddeus‘ phone buzzed. Gordon had sent him a message.


    He nced down, and his gaze darkened.


    [Mr. Thaddeus, the student didn’t make it through the rescue, he died:]


    “Gordon just sent me this message, the guy, he’s dead.”


    Jareth paused for a moment, then a chilling smile spread across his face, “Good riddance, suits me just


    fine.”


    Thaddeus‘ eyes filled with depth, and he shook his head in frustration and helplessness, “If Mari ever


    finds out this is how you avenged her, she’ll have nightmares for the rest of her life.”


    “I won’t let her know.”


    Jareth’s intense love for Mari boiled over in his eyes, spilling over with a crazy possessiveness,


    “Anyone who bullies Mari, or touches Mari, is walking a path to death.”


    “Jareth, have you noticed you’re getting more paranoid? Whenever it’s about Mari, you lose all


    reason.” Thaddeus‘ voice deepened, a sense of foreboding building within him.


    Thaddeus, my wife was almost killed by that maniac! I almost lost her forever, and now you’re telling


    me to stay calm?”


    Jareth’s suppressed emotions were like a caged beast within him, fiercely turbulent, “If it was Evadne


    who was kidnapped, could you stay calm? You’d go even further, more ruthless than me! We’re both


    fools for love, none of us should be preaching to the other. We can’t preach and can’t be preached!”


    “But you have to listen!”


    Thaddeus couldn’t bear to see him make a lifelong mistake, rising from the sofa, his gaze fierce as he


    locked eyes with Jareth, “I’ll remind you one more time, you’re the heir to the Fairhaven Group, not


    some mob boss! You can do anything with your wealth and power, except for killing. That’s the bottom


    line!


    Ever thought about what would happen, if someone like Avery or your uncle Gary Fairhaven got wind


    of this? How would they use it against you? When that timees, if you can’t even protect yourself,


    how will you protect Mari?!”


    His words abruptly awakened Jareth.


    But God knew how much hatred he had felt watching that surveince footage, how much he had


    wanted to rush over and blow that bastard’s brains out himself!


    “This is thest time. Before you act, spend a few seconds thinking about Mari, and my words.”


    Thaddeus stepped forward, cing a heavy hand on Jareth’s shoulder, “You’re my brother, my family. I


    just want you to be Okay, to have a peaceful life with Mari.”


    “Thad, what do I do? I love her so much.”


    Jareth hung his head, taking deep breaths but still feeling suffocated, “I’m so afraid of losing her, I don’t


    know what to do. I don’t feel like myself anymore.”


    What neither man knew was that-


    Just outside the slightly ajar door, Mari leaned against the wall, overhearing their conversation clear.


    Unnoticed, tears, like melting ice, hung on the girl’s lean cheeks.