Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 61

Chapter 61 Can’t Take the Challenge?

Jean met Edgar’s conflicted gaze before she explained to Kennedy, “I have some complications with both of them – he’s my ex-husband, while she’s his current fiancée.”

When Kennedy understood the relationship between the three of them, his gaze lingered at them for a second. Edgar’s face darkened. No matter how much I say now, it’s going to be useless. Our collaboration with Oprah Group is going to be terminated again!

While Jean chatted with Kennedy, Edgar quickly pulled Gigi aside.

“Edgar, they knew each other beforehand,” Gigi mumbled as she turned around to look at them. “Why is that man so friendly to her? I bet she–”

“Go back to the hotel right now. I’ll make you disappear from my sight forever if you say another word.” He cut her off with a cold stare.

Tears flooded Gigi’s eyes when she heard his harsh words. This was the first time she saw such detest in his eyes, but she felt sorry for herself. What have I done wrong? I just simply hate Jean, so I followed her. I didn’t know such a coincidence was going to happen!

Edgar informed the driver to send her back. However, when he returned to the restaurant to salvage his partnership with Kennedy, he had already left.

Looking at his anger, Jean smiled. The drama today is very exciting indeed.

“Stop.”

Edgar shoved her to the cold wall, but she remained calm.

In fact, there was even a smile on her lips. “Why? Don’t you like this drama, Mr. Royden? In my opinion, the female lead played brilliantly.”

“You… have been planning to land me into trouble?”

At this moment, he wanted to choke her to death. He regretted going soft on her – it gave her an opportunity to retaliate.

She blinked at him, showing no fear on her face.

“It’s just a joke. Can’t you take the challenge? Your fiancée plotted to kill me by drowning me.” She winked.

He was aware of this, so he let her go with a heavy look in his eyes. “She doesn’t have the guts to do so. Perhaps she only mentioned it by passing, but others took her words seriously.”

Jean could not hold herself back anymore and snorted out laughing.

Even so, sharp pain was apparent in her eyes. “Anyway, now that Mr. Oprah won’t work with you anymore, I consider myself the winner of this round.”

Taking advantage of his preoccupation, she shoved his hand away and walked to another table to bring a piece of cake over.

“Actually, I have another goal today – to thank you for letting me join MON & Co.”

With a smile on her face, she placed the cake in front of him before leaving.

She would never tell him that it was their wedding anniversary today.

Perhaps he would never remember that.

After walking out of the door, she felt the sea breeze on her face and took a deep breath. I’ve officially started a war with him now. From now onward, I have to be constantly vigilant. Otherwise, I might not even know when he finishes me off.

When she returned to the hotel, she met Ally, who was wearing a beige dress with her hair tied in plaits. As soon as she saw Jean, she ran over to her. “Ms. Eyer, they asked us to bring the accessories for the fashion week. Should we go now?”

“Are we doing it together?”

Ally nodded with a smile. “Yeah. I already hailed a cab.”

Do we need to drive there just to take some accessories? It seems like the place is quite far away.

Jean’s eyes narrowed. “Let’s go.”

Ally smiled brightly, and she even opened the car door for Jean. “I always get motion sickness in cars, so I’ll take the front seat.”

The cab only had doors in the front of the car, and the windows were only located at the door.

Jean shot a glance at her and took something from her bag while no one was paying attention to her.

Meanwhile, Rebecca was called into Gigi’s room. As soon as she entered, Gigi gave her a piece of her mind.

“You’re an idiot! I got into deep trouble because of you! Why can’t you handle such an easy thing?” With that, she was about to throw the glass in her hand.

Following Jean’s instructions, Rebecca quickly said softly, “Ms. Reece, it’s my fault, but please don’t be angry. It might affect the baby.”

The baby?

Gigi instantly returned to her senses and mumbled, “Oh, right. I’m still pregnant.”

I bet Edgar’s anger will be short lived. It’s also possible that he’s just putting on a show in front of Mr. Oprah. As long as I follow what he said and take good care of myself, I’m sure he will marry me. As long as I whine about it, he will definitely organize the wedding.

With that thought in mind, her mood took a turn for the better.

She shot a glare at Rebecca before saying, “Keep an eye on Jean and let me know about every single action she takes.”

For this fashion week, it’s my first time appearing in public ever since the scandal at our wedding. I can’t let Jean destroy it this time.

Rebecca quickly said, “Okay, I got it.”

Then, she quietly exited the room. After she closed the door, she muttered, “Even if you are ten times better, you still can’t win against Jean.”

With Jean’s plan successfully carried out, the collaboration between Royden and Oprah Group had completely failed.

Edgar asked Miles to contact Kennedy, but all attempts were rejected.

“Think of a way for me to meet him again within this week.” With that, he loosened his neck tie. The table was full of his meeting notes from over the past few days.

For the S-grade project, he had already put in his all. As long as he had a chance to speak to Kennedy, he was confident that he could convince him.

Everything was well-prepared for this day, but Gigi ruined everything. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

As soon as he recalled how she threw a tantrum in the restaurant, he felt anxious. Will that be my future wife?

Meanwhile, Miles had come to a conclusion after doing some investigation.

“Mr. Royden, Mrs. Oprah has been invited to fashion week. Perhaps Mr. Oprah might also attend.” He nudged his glasses. “If you attend fashion week as Ms. Reece’s partner, you might be able to meet him.”

After a moment of silence, Edgar waved. “Arrange it for me.”

He only wanted to see the results.

“Yes, Mr. Royden.” With that, Miles was about to walk outside, but when he recalled something, he turned around again. “Mr. Royden, you asked me to keep an eye on Ms. Eyer. She seems to have encountered some troubles today.”

A sharp glint flitted across Edgar’s eyes as he arched one of his eyebrows.

“What is it?”