Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 34 We Can Only Be Friends

The prize-giving ceremony ended. Edgar Royden was heading towards the office in a car. In his hands were thick sheets of information. The old Eyer Group had been officially renamed to Garrison Group.

The last page was a bill of repayment. Edgar Royden narrowed his eyes. His fingers ran over the numbers.

Miles sat in the passenger seat. He said in a low voice, “Mr. Royden, after the Eyer Group went bankrupt, Jean Eyer’s debts have been taken over by the company. In other words, you are now her creditor.”

Edgar Royden threw the bill aside simply.

What was lingering in his mind was Jean Eyer’s expression as she revealed the truth about the pendant at the wedding, as well as how it looked like she was about to accept Ben Ludwig’s proposal on stage.

Both her expressions were completely unfamiliar to him. “You know what to do.” “Yes, Mr. Royden. I will set it up immediately.”

The man closed his eyes slowly while tapping his finger on his knee again and again. He would let Jean Eyer know that he had the final say no matter what.

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The crowd outside had almost dispersed, and only the reporters were left waiting outside. Jean Eyer sat in the changing room for a long time. She scratched her hair anxiously while looking at the debt collection text messages on her cellphone.

Jean Eyer was powerless when she thought of the huge sum. The joy she felt when they took the crown disappeared without a trace. Her cellphone rang again.

go to the restaurant. Hurry on out, today’s meal is on Ben Ludwig. We’re going to

phone down and

able to afford a meal there. It was also where

the entrance, the European-style building gleamed brightly in the night sky. “Wow, how much would one meal cost

on the upper levels!

of the youngsters in the team crowded into the elevator, making it overload. Ben Ludwig and Jean

was poor planning on my part this time. Next time,

into her hands. Jean Eyer wrinkled

me and wanted to preserve my honor.” Ben Ludwig lowered his head and laughed self-deprecatingly. “If the one proposing to you on stage was Edgar Royden, would you have

distasteful name and said with a cold tone, “You

make things awkward. Just treat it as if you are taking care of something for me. You can’t say no to such a small favor

figure at the door

What a coincidence.

Jean Eyer went, they would always bump

go, we have to hurry on up. If we don’t, they’ll order too much food. I’m afraid I won’t have enough money to pay for

say anything, the elevator doors

got out of the

a meeting with a business partner, but saw such a scene play

his brow. Even the