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?”

of the day. Naturally, he would have heard

say another word,

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

condone unscrupulous business here. What do you mean

The manager interrupted.

would be in trouble for spreading

Jean laughed.

recommended it to me in the first

Jean to reveal

Gigi’s friends exchanged looks.

Since Ms. Eyer is working here, shall we call for her

Wilson wouldn’t let the opportunity

served? You know what’s the reasonable thing to

you should be served first. We aren’t thinking of taking Cindy away from

flitted across

before grinning from ear to ear.

course! No wonder you are all

manager was used to all types of people but didn’t expect them

that they were

you all crazy? Don’t regret it when things turn out badly!” Nathan choked

looked at her

Nathan left the place. She had achieved her aim—to make everyone surrounding

dropped her caring act and looked at

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

Wilson laughed out loud. He