Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 4 Humiliating Herself at the Club

Luminance Club was on the north side of the city and was a famous nightlife establishment. Jean rode a taxi to get there and stepped out to find herself looking up at the club's gilded sign that towered into the clouds.

However, she had just taken a few steps when someone stopped her. "Good evening, miss. Do you have a reservation?"

The security guard saw that she looked like a person from a wealthy background and thought she looked familiar.

But her expression was dull and listless. She did not have the air of a wealthy young lady.

Jean gripped her evening clutch tightly. It was a gift from her mother and the most expensive item she had with her at the moment.

Then, she took a deep breath and spoke naturally, "I'm here to see Edgar Royden, the president of Royden Group."

Edgar's name could easily cause a stir anywhere in Westburgh. Thus, the waiter assumed she was someone of importance to Edgar and did not dare to delay.

"Yes, miss. Please wait for a moment."

reappeared

Royden instructed when he came

the waiter glanced at her with pity. It was a cold night, and Jean was dressed thinly. One could not help but make wrong assumptions about

outside, blocked from entering Luminance Club. Her delicate collarbone seemed more prominent than before, and her slender legs trembled from the cold as goosebumps appeared all

everything was within

not be easy to meet

her to make her bow down

once beloved and

borrow your washroom? I suddenly feel unwell." She rushed a couple of steps forward.

Please leave quickly after you are done!" The security pitied

"Alright, thank you."

the cubicle, a couple of women were discussing something as they did their makeup before the mirror. "I heard there is an important guest in Peony Room. Lina would

that important guest is. He's the president of Royden group and has recently divorced. It's not every day that we get such an esteemed person. Let's see how much money we can make

clearly through the wall. Once they left, Jean came out of the washroom and tied her hair in a high

face in the mirror. Then, she considered for a