Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 18 A Toast to You

Dressed in haute couture, Gigi stood behind Jean with a few women in similar clothing.

She looked astonished as if she had seen something that shouldn’t be there.

Jean wasn’t expecting to see her there.

Other than her frenemies, Gigi was accompanied by an unexpected person.

He was Edgar’s friend, Nathan Knox.

In her two years of marriage with Edgar, Jean only met him a few times. As a result, she wasn’t familiar with him.

Nathan frowned as he looked at Jean in her slip-dress. He hesitated.

“Jean, are you… working here?”

He spoke carefully, but Jean felt a piercing pain in her heart.

It was true that Jean Eyer of the Eyer Group had lost her position and ended up in such a place.

And who should I thank for this?

Jean kept quiet. Nathan took her silence as a yes. His heart sank as he stepped between her and the man.

“Does Edgar know that you’re here?”

“Mr. Knox, I’m no longer married to him. Am I supposed to report my daily routine to my ex-husband?”

Their divorce was the gossip of the day. Naturally, he would

he could say another word, Gigi

here even though you need money. How much do you need? I can lend it to you. If you work in this type of

do not condone unscrupulous business here. What do you mean by ‘this type

The manager interrupted.

quit her job, the manager would be in trouble for spreading the word that she was working

Jean laughed.

pretense. I’m only here because you recommended it to me

didn’t expect Jean to reveal

Gigi’s friends exchanged looks.

is working here, shall we call

Wilson wouldn’t let

served? You know what’s the reasonable thing to do

first. We aren’t thinking of taking Cindy away from you. What if we call for her

expression flitted across the

paused before grinning from ear to ear. He was delighted at the

are all Ms. Reece’s friends! Very

to all types of people but didn’t expect them to treat Jean that way. She looked at Jean,

that they were humiliating

all crazy? Don’t regret it when things turn out

looked at her and

had achieved her aim—to make everyone

her caring act and looked at Jean

wages at a time? Take your time and think about it. Oh, maybe you can’t. Customers are king. Am I right, Mr.

He eyed