Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 168 Who?

The whole car reeked of Jean’s perfume. Andy smiled, “I’ve told you Edgar still cares for his ex-wife.” Gigi glared furiously, “Can you send someone to mutilate her pretty face?”

Andy raised his eyebrow and remarked slyly, “What a shame to ruin such a pretty face?”

“Don’t tell me you like her pretty face too.” Gigi bulged her eyes and slapped his groping hands on her body. Andy leaned over to comfort her, “Don’t be an over-scrutinizer. I’m not a player like Edgar. I only like you.”

Hearing his affirmation, Gigi calmed down a bit. But in the next second, Andy pinched her chin rather forcefully, “Yet you are so eager to marry Edgar Royden. Will you still submit to me after marrying him?”

His eyes were instantly covered with hostility; his firm grip hurt Gigi’s chin. She glowered in pain and, in a distressing manner, broke away from the man’s captive, “Of course.”

Her relationship with Andy was raveled confoundedly. Not to mention he possessed their explicit intimate photos, even the child in her womb belonged to Andy.

Andy loosened his grip on her chin. “Come along with me on a business trip; I will eliminate Jean from Edgar’s sight.”

“Really?”

Gigi was delighted. She hopped on Andy, “Then do it right away. The news I spread won’t hold much longer.”

The Garrison Group belonged to Edgar currently. The Royden family would definitely find ways to hold the news down.

The situation would go out of control once the news traveled.

Andy embraced the woman in his arms, “Sure. Kiss me then.”

“Naughty……”

Gigi protested coquettishly while obliging his demand.

Jean had arrived at the training ground, but Ben hadn’t made his appearance yet.

She didn’t think much of it. She hopped into a car and drove two laps until she realized that something was wrong with the car.

“Sonny, how’s the car condition?” Jean summoned Sonny to a corner and asked inquisitively, “Who inspected the car today?”

“It was Santos. What’s wrong? Is there any problem?” Sonny asked while recording the data.

Jean glanced at the person leaning against the door in the distance and smiled like she used to, “Nothing, just asking. Gotta check on the inspection personnel as well.”

“Don’t worry, I’m on it personally.”

affirmative, went back to the training ground, and drove a few more

speed has improved!” Sonny was thrilled looking at

as Jean was driving the car, her hands started shaking and sweating. Her

time, she would have hit the

a deep breath before she entered the locker room. She didn’t remove her helmet because she didn’t want to let her team member notice her

okay? Why does she keep wearing the

trying to keep her image in check. Don’t wanna expose her messy hair. Go on

received

was shocked reading her message. He grabbed his phone and walked over

and sat on the floor against the lockers. She removed her gloves and exposed her sprained left wrist. The excruciating pain prevented

sweat on her forehead, she wrapped her wrist with a towel

heard approaching footsteps outside the

furrowed. She was almost certain that the person who inspected the car today must have

into their same

peril and called Ben on his phone but couldn’t

she saw an oncoming figure

misguided attempt to kill her and know that she’s injured as a

a self-defense tool. She found a bag of

this, it would be better to burst forth than staying put and risk getting

breath and stared at the

Splash!

hurled the bag of detergent powder

strewn all over and smeared the intruder. The intruder shot his steely

“Why are you here?”

caught her

Edgar simply dusted the detergent powder off his clothes.

knotted her brows, “I’m not

find out the

her from finding out

belittled by

solemn, “Don’t need to wait for Ben.

know?” Jean

Edgar yanked her out

previously announced that his son would tag along to the event. It was an official introduction for Ben to meet his business partners as well as to pave the path for Ben to integrate better into the

busy socializing now. How would Ben have the time to take care

left the event without hesitation