Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 48 Home Delivery

Jean spent considerable time preparing herself mentally for what she was about to do. She pulled out her smartphone and logged onto the official MON & Co. website to locate Ms. Weller’s contact number.

This is her last-ditch effort. Calling Ms. Weller at the spur of the moment could backfire on her.

As a result, her future state in MON & Co. will be considerably more challenging.

But after some thought, she decided to bet with those odds.

The person on the other line picked up the call, and there was a sound of water in the background. “Who’s this?” drawled the recipient.

“Good evening, Ms. Weller. I didn’t mean to interrupt your time, but I’m the new intern in the company and…”

“Luminance Villa. Room 305. You have fifteen minutes,” interrupted the woman. She hung up before Jean had any time to process what had happened.

When it finally clicked, Jean was out the door. She hailed a cab —no short of a miracle.

A group of front desk personnel gathered over the scene.

“She’s a real lunatic, isn’t she? Who on god’s green earth works this hard under Ms. Weller?”

“By the way, Ms. Weller didn’t show up at the company today. She must be out having dinner with the golden boys,” said an employee. “Jean isn’t hard on the eyes, so she probably couldn’t resist tonight.”

“Someone might just take her place.”

The personnel who introduced Jean to the members added, “Let’s see how long that optimism lasts in that girl.”

Jean arrived at Room 305 of Luminance Villa —just within fifteen minutes.

Bursts of laughter and the sound of collided wine glasses were the first things Jean heard.

She hesitated. Am I late? Barely.

But intruding into a party will undoubtedly destroy the atmosphere inside. Her presence would be invasive.

Two waiters caught Jean’s eye as they walked over with dinner plates.

In the middle of the room, a woman with short hair was draped onto an armchair. Her sultry eyes as she held were half-lidded onto a cigarette bud with her

the people in that room were men. Each one was worth a fortune

She moved stealthily towards a spot on

her while the feast

spectacled man was busy complimenting a man with a gray suit. But what interested

ought to be Monica Weller, one of MON & Co.’s lead designers if Jean had

rumors claim that her personal life is a complete mess. Monica was known to enjoy spending extended amounts of

caught Jean’s attention, not that tabloid news. Each is flawless and deserving of

talents wouldn’t divulge herself

that was what

Monica Weller’s cigarette bud was burning out. Jean swiftly put out the cigarette bud

bit taken aback. She lifted an eyebrow and

“Jean Eyer?”

Weller,”

directed Monica. She smiled at

startled, Jean followed her instructions. Without anyone noticing, the others

vibrant atmosphere at the wine party was then interrupted when

introduce someone to you all. Her name is…

for choosing applicants. Miss

“Yeah, come! Let’s toast.”

with a glass of red wine on

themselves with lies and flattery to keep the party going. Jean however had no

few glasses of wine, Monica confessed that she was dizzy and ordered Jean

Jean as they walked to the

her handphone to hail a cab for

I have gum if you need

of interns from large companies to

shawl around her body and looked at Jean with

come to MON & Co.?” she asked. There was no hint of drunkenness

“I need

couldn’t help laughing. “You’re not like what the rumors say. Okay, then you

meaning behind her words

threw Jean a key to