Edgar and His Destined Wife

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.

Edgar still did not show up. When the funeral was

car dressed in a pressed tailored suit and shiny polished leather shoes. He had a handsome face with well-formed facial features. However, his

two years ago. It

the mourners brought flowers

What was even more shocking was that a sultry woman in a short red dress came out of his car and held his arm. "Do I have to go

he looked at her. He unfurled her

smiled and stood

akin to a hard slap on Jean's

woman not only disrespected Jean's father by wearing red, but she also kissed

maintain her usual composure. Meanwhile, Edgar walked onto the steps

he turned to meet her gaze. Edgar stood at five feet nine inches tall and looked down at her intimidatingly. "What's wrong? Have you turned mute

sensed that he

turned cold. They seemed chillier than the snow and wind outside the hall.

continued to look down

reached her waist. Edgar could not deny that she had grown even more alluring than two years ago. If she was not his enemy's daughter, perhaps

never marry each