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 about to end, an inconspicuous Bentley traveled into the

out of the car dressed in a pressed tailored suit and shiny polished

ago. It

mourners brought flowers

in a short red dress came out of his car and held his arm. "Do I

as he looked at her. He unfurled her fingers from his

stood on tiptoes

to a hard slap on

only disrespected Jean's father by wearing red, but she also kissed

her fists and struggled to maintain her usual composure. Meanwhile, Edgar

inches tall and looked down at her intimidatingly.

want?" Jean sensed that he did not

Edgar's gaze turned cold. They seemed chillier than the snow and wind outside the hall. "Isn't it

to look

deny that she had grown even more alluring than two years ago. If she was not his enemy's daughter,

never marry