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.

show up. When the funeral was about to

out and opened the passenger door. Edgar stepped out of the car dressed in a pressed tailored suit and shiny polished leather

two years ago. It was ironic that she

all the mourners brought flowers and other

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

her fingers from his arm and said, "Wait

smiled and stood on tiptoes to kiss his

akin to a

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

to maintain her usual composure. Meanwhile, Edgar walked onto

to meet her gaze. Edgar stood at five feet nine inches tall and looked down

he did not come here with

snow and wind outside the

continued to look down at

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

never marry

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