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.

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

Eyer. These are instructions from Mr.

gritted teeth, “Susan, I want

a moment but quickly nodded. “Alright. No

instructed that as long as Jean Eyer had

why he had to use this sort of approach when he clearly

table that night was filled with a variety

dig in when she felt an overturning of rivers and seas in her stomach. She ran to the washroom and threw up all over the place. She rubbed her stomach with a confused expression. Delicacies of every

water. She helped Jean Eyer sit down when she saw Jean

of the dishes. “I don’t know

Susan was

eating.” Jean Eyer made her way

immediately sent a text

booth at a bar

lifted his eyes to look at the contents on his cellphone. His brows

saw the words on the screen and said, “Could it be that

Royden was

appetite, nausea, feeling alright in the morning but not feeling

Royden clenched his cellphone

possible she’s playing some

would do anything to escape from his

her, and she was putting on a

Nathan Knox was

shook his head. “Forget

Royden beside

time Edgar Royden had rushed back to the villa, Jean Eyer had already slept. The man saw

was unlike Jean Eyer’s personality to not finish all

that she

stairs slowly. He tried opening her bedroom door but found

his nose. The precautions

he immediately turned and went into his

once she

and a general practitioner held her down and started

at the back. “Ms. Eyer, you weren’t feeling well last night. After Mr. Royden found out, he sent these doctors here to

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