Edgar and His Destined Wife novel Chapter 218

Chapter 218 You Better Watch Out

Jean had seen through most of Andy’s intentions. She had nothing to be afraid of. The only thing she was worried about was if Edgar wouldn’t come back as promised.

At that point, Andy’s face was dark. He played with the contracts in his hand and smiled a reckless and disdainful smile. “Before I came, I never thought that the relationship between Eyer Group and Royden Group would be so strong. Even at the risk of being charged for breaching the contract, you insist on waiting for Mr. Royden.”

After being repeatedly pressured by Andy, Jean kept asking herself if what she was doing was worth it. If she gave in to Andy now…

“Also, you know about Gigi and me?” His eyes narrowed and without waiting for Jean’s reply, he said in a cold voice, “Then I’m sorry, I definitely cannot allow you to continue working with Royden Group.”

With that conflict of interest, his eyes turned unbelievably cold. The hand under Jean’s sleeve slowly clenched into a fist.

“Since it has come to this, I’m not afraid to tell you that I have a lot of bone-crushing evidence that will make others look on you with disdain. It’s just me. I don’t care about anything else. But with your current status, it would be a shame to see you fall from grace.”

Jean turned around. Her eyes were stubborn and obstinate. Andy’s face turned darker and darker. “You’re ruthless. You better watch out.”

He stood up nimbly before slamming the door and leaving. Jean was out of breath all of a sudden. She sat in her chair, paralyzed. She almost hesitated and gave in. She could tell that a vile character like Andy would eventually take revenge on her.

Jean was thinking about how to protect herself. Her cell phone suddenly rang. She thought it was a call from Edgar, but she saw an unfamiliar number when she looked at the screen. Jean hesitated for a moment before answering the call. “Hello?”

“Is this Jean Eyer? This is Jimmy. I have a design draft of a jewelry item for a fashion show happening in a few days. I’m wondering if you’re interested to join my team?” Jimmy paused. “The commission would be, of course, based on the market rate.”

“Of course I’m interested, but… I’m occupied and can’t leave at the moment.” An apprehensive expression appeared on Jean’s face.

“That’s fine. I’ll send the design draft to you by email. We can just talk through the phone.”

Jean quickly received the design draft from Jimmy. Coincidentally, the moment she saw it she thought the draft looked very familiar, but she couldn’t remember where she had seen it.

After asking Jimmy, she found out that it was a sketch from a buyer. He couldn’t tell her much due to confidential information from the customer.

Jean could understand that.

But she still felt that she had seen the draft before. She might have even seen the finished product.

She couldn’t recall.

Seeing Jean busy, Susan sighed. “It’s my fault you have to take care of a burden like me.”

Jean looked up and a trace of a smile was seen.

“Susan, I only chanced upon such a good opportunity because I stayed with you at the hospital. You brought me good luck.” Jean’s smile was calm. There were no overtones of hypocritical show of affection.

Looking at her, Susan sighed silently and coughed.

Jean immediately went over to pat her back. “Let me get some hot water.”

She took a vacuum flask and walked out. Susan sat on the bed. Her face was getting thinner. She mumbled to herself, “If that thing didn’t happen in the first place, things would be so much better.”

…

The next morning, Jean dealt with Susan’s discharge procedures.

Edgar sent a driver over, but Edgar himself never appeared.

“When is Mr. Royden coming back?” Jean couldn’t help but ask as she helped Susan out of the car.

The driver was startled. “Mr. Royden is back. He just went to Reece Residence.”

Hearing that, the light in her eyes dulled.

She had hoped for too much. Maybe Edgar would want to terminate the contract with her the moment he got back.

After all, this was all a game to him.

Jean took a deep breath. She made her way up the steps.

Edgar did not get back until late at night.

Once Susan went to rest, Jean sat in the living room alone. She only raised her head and looked out when the lights of a car lit up the porch. The man’s figure was solemn and cold as he slowly walked into the villa.

Jean could smell alcohol fumes as soon as he opened the door.

He couldn’t wait to go to Reece Residence the moment he got back from his business trip, and he even drank until now?

Jean’s eyes dulled. She gave up the thought of talking to him, and turned to head to her room.