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.

Sonny Kalzarc. “Jean Eyer, we’re about to go to the restaurant. Hurry on out, today’s meal is on Ben

and made

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

had been there once with Edgar Royden, but only that one time. At the entrance, the European-style building gleamed brightly in the night sky.

a hotel with hot springs on the upper levels! We really have to thank Mr. Ludwig for

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

poor planning on my part this time. Next time, you’ll have nowhere to

forced the diamond ring into her hands. Jean Eyer wrinkled her brows. “Ben

Ludwig lowered his head and laughed self-deprecatingly. “If the one proposing to you

heard the distasteful name and said with a cold tone,

you are taking care of something for me. You can’t say no to such a small favor

it, he saw a figure at the door through the corner of his

What a coincidence.

Eyer went, they would always bump into

to hurry on up. If we don’t, they’ll

Jean Eyer could say anything, the elevator doors

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

such a scene play out in front

furrowed his brow. Even