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.

out, today’s meal is on Ben Ludwig.

down and made her way out

restaurant was extremely famous, and the average person wouldn’t be able to afford a meal there. It was also where well-known

the entrance, the European-style

with hot springs on the

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

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

hands.

Ben Ludwig lowered his head and laughed

the distasteful name and said with a

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

a figure at the door through

What a coincidence.

they would always

we don’t, they’ll order too much food. I’m afraid I won’t have

could say anything, the

just got out of the car and was slightly damp from

a scene play out in front of him as soon as he

furrowed his brow. Even the doorman could see his