Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 67 Collaborative Partner

“Liar!” Gigi gritted her teeth and felt as if the spectators surrounding them were laughing at her. Just then, a solemn figure walked out of the lift. Following behind him was Miles.

“He’s here. You can ask him personally.” Jean lifted her chin personally and posed as if it was none of her business. “What’s going on, Edgar?” Gigi pulled Edgar’s arm with her eyes slightly reddened. “Isn’t everything over between you both?”

Ever since Gigi was imprisoned a year ago, Edgar and her were no longer related to each other. Jean casually grabbed some nuts from the reception counter and stuffed them into her mouth. Her stomach was grumbling as she had not had dinner.

“I’ll explain to you after this. Tomorrow is the fashion show, so go back to your room first and sleep early.” Edgar comforted Gigi.

“But…” Gigi still wanted to say something, but Edgar had already shoved her hand away from his arm. Perceiving Edgar’s cold gaze, Gigi mumbled, “Alright.”

She suppressed her displeasure and shot a glance at Jean before she entered the lift. The glance was filled with mixed emotions. Nevertheless, Jean pretended as if she had not noticed it and continued munching the nuts.

Edgar walked up to Jean and said, “Miles has arranged a room for you.” “Thanks.” Jean smiled. “I’ll do my best tomorrow night.”

“You better keep your word.” Edgar gazed fixedly at Jean. Miles walked up and placed a room card in front of Jean. “This room is booked under Mr. Royden.”

Jean narrowed her eyes and kept the card away. Edgar was eager to know why Jean didn’t opt for the money, but before he could ask the question, Ben hurried into the lobby from the outside. He grabbed Jean’s shoulder and sized her up carefully as if there was nobody around them. “Hey, are you okay? Did you get hurt?”

Anxiety and exhaustion spread across his face because he had pulled an all-nighter seeking help to bail Jean out. He was finally relieved when he saw Jean safe and sound. He pulled Jean into his arms and hummed in a deep voice, “Don’t get involved in dangerous incidents like this anymore, okay?”

No one would understand Ben’s sufferings during the period when Jean was imprisoned. He had been practicing in the racing circuit day and night to keep his mind occupied so that he wouldn’t think of her.

Startled, Jean patted the back of Ben’s hand and promised, “Don’t worry. I won’t go to jail again.” “How did you…” Ben only noticed Edgar was standing beside them halfway through his sentence. He frowned and asked, “Did he get you out?”

an agreement to collaborate, but it’ll be a short collaboration.” Jean admitted it. Ben turned and stared daggers at

“Remember your promise.” With that, he went upstairs. “What did you promise him? Did he threaten you?” Ben furrowed his brows as he was worried that Edgar

Jean, welcome back.” Ally almost failed to feign a smile. “I’ve kept your belongings away. Which room are you staying in now?

didn’t say anything!” Ally explained in a fluster and moved behind Ben. “Ben can prove it. I’ve

nodded. “That’s true. Without her family’s help, I

room card that Edgar had given her just now. “Room 1505. Bring me my stuff right away. I’ll not let

& Co. witnessed Jean’s attitude toward Ally and started discussing it among themselves. “Jean is

he? It was alleged that he and Ally went on a blind date, but he seems to be close to Jean. Is this a

when

and get them right away.” With that, she ran into the lift with tears welling up in her

“I’ve already let her off once for

He trusted Jean, so he nodded after some moments

had no intention in dating Ally

the reception counter and

aware of the news that Jean had ripped

“What did she order?”

noodles, abalone soup, crabs, and fish. She has ordered all that she could.” Miles adjusted

she wants. This will only last for two days at

reckoned Jean had not tasted these delicacies

rolled up his sleeves and was about to start working when he heard some noises from the next door.

she up to

came back to report to Edgar. “Miss Eyer is buying a meal for

to keep an eye on her so that she can’t play tricks on me, but it seems