Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 51 Fragility

“Opulence Financial is under you, isn’t it?” Jean Eyer raised her head defiantly and boldly accused Edgar Royden. She had had her suspicions since overhearing Edgar on the phone in the hotel room.

Why would the whole Eyer’s family debt be managed by one single company? Also, how was she able to enter MON & Co. as an intern; besides Edgar having a hand in it, it wouldn’t make any sense.

Edgar looked at her pale face, not acknowledging nor denying it. “I don’t know what kind of games you’re playing, but trust me, I will pay you back in full!”

Edgar clenched his fist and coldly retorted, “You’ve got years in interest to pay off that debt. You’ll forever have to live in the dark and will never be able to get out of it.”

“So, this shall be my grave?” Jean bit her lip and continued to challenge Edgar, “I don’t believe in that fate; I will get out, and I will climb above you!”

“Alright… try then.”

In the midst of their heated argument, a few police officers arrived on their floor. Looking at the man holding the woman to the wall, they immediately rushed toward them.

“We’re the police! Sir, please step away from the lady!”

Edgar let out a shaken breath but released his hold on Jean and let the police search him. After making sure he had no dangerous objects on him, they asked, “Who called the police?”

“It was me.” Jean’s voice was hoarse, and her throat hurt from being held by Edgar, “He entered my house without permission. Please take him away!”

At the police station, Miles had just finished dealing with Edgar’s release papers.

“She’s too good, sir. She’s the first person to send you to a police station!”

A cold breeze blew past, and the man with a stoic face brushed against his shoulder as he walked toward the car outside.

…

Jean was leaning against the wall when she heard the sound of heels clicking. She immediately opened her eyes and glanced at the watch to realize that it was already morning.

not bad. But, how about you go wash your face

left to start on her designs, not even

are you doing standing around? Don’t you know

“No… that’s not it.”

At this moment, Monica was half kneeling on the floor and was using paint to draw on the floor. Jean had spent most of last night working to get paint off the floors, and now

three and wrapped around the amethyst, giving it a seductive

I didn’t know drawings could have such

delight. I definitely chose the right person to

competition.” Monica frowned and thought for a bit before saying, “If you get first place, you might

ambition, “I will try

I know you

and told her, “Do well,

to a call, “Miles, please

…

gathered together boasting about the designer they were following

when she heard someone beside her,

raised her head and realized it was the girl that was with Ben the

Sans was pretty and dainty and had a good figure.

under Ms. Weller, right?” She asked again, seemingly raising her voice a bit

gave a

has she brought you to those places?” Ally

everyone around them quieted down and looked at

cocked an eyebrow and asked, “What

even stay overnight. Otherwise, how would she

not that kind of person. You wouldn’t go

Ah.

at the people surrounding them. It was

over here, don’t sit with her, she’ll lead you

come sit with