Edgar and His Destined Wife novel Chapter 344

Chapter 344 I Don’t Love You

“That would be my problem. I don’t need you to worry about that.” Jean took off his coat to hand it back to him, but he did not give her a chance. He firmly placed the coat on her.

“Jean, could you behave, please.” His eyes were filled with an emotion Jean could not read. But there was one thing she was sure of, and that was Edgar was mad, really mad. Jean did not know that, at this moment, Joey was being scolded by Serena at the clubhouse.

“Why can’t you even do a small matter like this? What do I keep you around for? Do you know how much money Mr. Vice promised me if we bring Jean in?”

Joey could only lower her head in apology, “I’m sorry, Ms. Campbell. Things were going so smoothly until Mr. Royden arrived. I didn’t know what to do.”

She could only escape from the scene. If Mr. Royden found out about her scheme, she would be done for. Joey’s head lowered even more. She didn’t dare to get to the scene too early not to make Jean suspicious. If it hadn’t been for Edgar’s appearance, maybe she would have time, but…

Serena was the behind-the-scenes boss of this clubhouse. Not only did she have a lot of connections, but she had also opened up an underground casino. She had uncovered a lot of Luminance Club workers, all to create a place for Ranford International to gain business intel.

“Remember, the next time Jean finds you, you have got to get the work done. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

Joey walked out quietly with her head lowered.

It was all offices on this floor, but immediately outside was a noisy dance floor, and behind that were rooms for rent.

Joey was about to go down when she was stopped by a drunk guest.

“Joey?” He pressed against her.

She didn’t have a chance to react before he pulled her away. She couldn’t struggle because all the women here had no right to struggle.

…

Edgar took Jean back to his villa. She did not want to get down, so Edgar played her games. He locked the door. Now, Jean had two choices; one was to freeze to death in the car, and the other was to follow him. She hated both her choices. The nights were getting colder, and the temperature kept dropping. Edgar had turned off the heating in the car.

Jean hugged her arms and wrinkled her brows. “This is kidnapping. I can…”

“Call the police? Sue? Up to you.” He said uncaringly. His cold eyes were fixed on Jean. “It’s complicated between us. I can’t say anything if you wish to freeze here.”

Another ten minutes of silence passed. Jean was certain that if she did not relent, he would stay here with her until the end.

“You win. Open the door.” Jean said through gritted teeth.

Jean no longer felt anything when she returned to this villa. No matter how she struggled against him, she just couldn’t seem to escape his clutches.

“What do you want to say?” Jean huffed at him.

The man did not say anything but made his way to the kitchen to pour her a cup of hot coffee.

Jean’s hands stayed by her side as she looked at the steaming cup.

There was a glint of iciness in his eyes as he said in a low voice, “Relax. I won’t do something so despicable.”

Jean knew what he was referring to.

She smiled and said, “I know you’re not like Sam. I just thought that this situation is pretty ironic, no?”