Chapter 1 Funeral

There was a funeral at Westburgh Cemetery.

Jean Eyer was dressed in black and stood quietly among the crowd as her late father's friends came to her to express their condolences.

Someone said in a low tone, "My condolences, Ms. Eyer."

Jean wiped her tears and thanked the mourner.

A month ago, Eyer Group wound up and shuttered. Furthermore, her father suffered a heart attack and passed away.

In an instant, the once prominent Eyer family was gone.

Despite her family's downfall, people still mourned her loss and did not dare to look down on her.

It was because she was not only the daughter of the Eyer family but the wife of a man who conquered the business world and was feared by all. He was the revered president of Royden Group, Edgar Royden.

funeral proceeded until noon, but Edgar still did not show up. When the funeral was about to end, an inconspicuous Bentley traveled into the

of the car dressed in a pressed tailored suit and shiny polished leather shoes. He had a handsome face with well-formed

time seeing Edgar since marrying him two years ago. It was ironic that she finally saw him again at her

all the mourners brought flowers

What was even more shocking was that a sultry woman in a short red dress came out

softened slightly as he looked at her. He unfurled her fingers

stood on tiptoes to

scene was akin to a hard slap

now at her father's funeral. That woman not only disrespected Jean's father by wearing red, but she also kissed Jean's

her usual composure. Meanwhile, Edgar walked onto

nine inches tall and looked down at her intimidatingly.

he did not come

They seemed chillier than the snow and wind outside the hall. "Isn't it obvious? I'm

look down at

Edgar could not deny that she had grown even more alluring than two

never marry

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