Chapter 162 It’s Her Fault

As soon as Winnie Campbell’s words faded away, Andy Shaw slammed the steering wheel, and the car came to a screeching halt by the side of the road.

Winnie Campbell’s eyes widened. She was so frightened she didn’t dare utter a word. Andy Shaw smirked coldly. He looked at Winnie Campbell. “I only called you Mrs. Reece seeing as how you’re Mr. Reece’s second wife, but you’re driving a wedge between me and Mr. Royden?”

“I… I’m not.” Winnie Campbell tried to explain hurriedly. But Andy Shaw already turned his head. “Please get out of the car.”

Winnie Campbell was like a person who lifted a rock only to drop it on her own toes. She could only silently get out from the car. Once the car door shut, Andy Shaw stepped on the accelerator and sped away. Winnie Campbell cursed silently. “What bad luck.”

This was Jean Eyer’s fault. In the car, Andy Shaw took out his cellphone and dialed a number. “Check on Ben Ludwig’s racing team, and…”

Chase after Jean Eyer?

Andy Shaw’s brows raised slightly. Not long after Jean Eyer left, she was found and taken back by Edgar Royden’s bodyguards. The people from Perles had already left. Gigi Reece was also nowhere to be found.

“You want to escape after creating trouble for me?” The man sat on the couch. His eyes were gloomy and cold but veiled by flickering flames of anger.

Jean Eyer immediately shook her head to deny. “I’m not. I was being so cooperative. Remember my actions at the end.”

The next second, Edgar Royden waved her over.

Jean Eyer frowned. “Just say it where you are. I can hear you.”

“Come. Here.”

Jean Eyer was frustrated and had to take those few steps. “What I said was the truth. No matter how many times you ask, it’ll be the same.”

She’d always been stubborn and had no tears until she saw the coffin.

Edgar Royden stared at her. He said slowly, enunciating every single word. “From now until the Perles advertisement shoot is done, you have to stay here and be on-call. Otherwise, the fifty million fees for breaking the contract will be on you.”

“What?”

Jean Eyer was stunned for a moment. “What does it have to do with me? I…”

But Edgar Royden clearly stopped listening to her. He’d walked away.

Eyer in the living room. She shook her head helplessly before turning around to lock the door

sorry, Ms. Eyer. These

I want to eat

was startled for a moment but quickly nodded. “Alright. No

Eyer had the appetite, she should

use this sort of

was filled with a variety of

to dig in when she felt an overturning of rivers and seas in her stomach. She ran to the washroom and threw up all

water. She helped Jean Eyer

dishes. “I don’t know either. Suddenly I just don’t have the appetite, and I feel like

was

eating.” Jean

her figure disappear and immediately sent a

man was sitting in a booth at a bar while listening to Nathan Knox ramble on about

his eyes to look at the contents on his

on the screen

was momentarily

the morning but not feeling well at night, this sounds like the symptoms

Royden clenched

she’s playing some kind of

Eyer would do anything to escape

to threaten her, and she was putting

Knox was slightly tipsy and

head. “Forget it.

figure of Edgar Royden beside him was

Eyer had already slept. The man saw the lavish dinner on the table and the wrinkle in his

was unlike Jean Eyer’s personality to not finish all the

that she was truly not feeling

took off his coat and made his way up the stairs slowly. He tried opening her bedroom door

nose. The precautions she took against

he immediately

by two doctors once she woke up. She looked at them warily,

general practitioner held her down and started to examine

night. After Mr. Royden found

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