Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 34 We Can Only Be Friends

The prize-giving ceremony ended. Edgar Royden was heading towards the office in a car. In his hands were thick sheets of information. The old Eyer Group had been officially renamed to Garrison Group.

The last page was a bill of repayment. Edgar Royden narrowed his eyes. His fingers ran over the numbers.

Miles sat in the passenger seat. He said in a low voice, “Mr. Royden, after the Eyer Group went bankrupt, Jean Eyer’s debts have been taken over by the company. In other words, you are now her creditor.”

Edgar Royden threw the bill aside simply.

What was lingering in his mind was Jean Eyer’s expression as she revealed the truth about the pendant at the wedding, as well as how it looked like she was about to accept Ben Ludwig’s proposal on stage.

Both her expressions were completely unfamiliar to him. “You know what to do.” “Yes, Mr. Royden. I will set it up immediately.”

The man closed his eyes slowly while tapping his finger on his knee again and again. He would let Jean Eyer know that he had the final say no matter what.

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The crowd outside had almost dispersed, and only the reporters were left waiting outside. Jean Eyer sat in the changing room for a long time. She scratched her hair anxiously while looking at the debt collection text messages on her cellphone.

Jean Eyer was powerless when she thought of the huge sum. The joy she felt when they took the crown disappeared without a trace. Her cellphone rang again.

on out, today’s meal is on Ben Ludwig. We’re going to The Dream South

phone down and made her way

restaurant was extremely famous, and the average person wouldn’t be able to afford a meal

one time. At the entrance, the

a hotel with hot springs on the upper levels! We really have to

the youngsters in the team crowded into the elevator, making it overload. Ben Ludwig and Jean Eyer were the only two left

doors closed, and the air went silent immediately. After a while, Ben Ludwig turned to stare at her. “It was poor planning on my part

hand and forced the diamond ring into her hands. Jean Eyer

Ludwig lowered his head and laughed self-deprecatingly. “If the one proposing to you on stage was Edgar Royden, would you

and said with a cold tone, “You still don’t understand what I mean.

something for me.

figure at

What a coincidence.

Eyer went, they would always bump

we don’t, they’ll order too much

Eyer could say anything, the elevator

just got out of the car and was slightly damp from the

a business partner, but saw such a scene

furrowed his brow. Even the