Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 239 Know Your Place

Jimmy was shocked to hear that. “You know the customer?” They actually told me to keep their identity a secret from her.

Jean shook her head and placed the picture on the table. “I’ve seen this bracelet before – it belonged to my late mother, but it was sold off,” she explained calmly. After all, she was still very little when her mother passed.

Regardless, her mother’s belongings were still placed on the dressing table, and the maids would clean them regularly. Hence, she looked at them occasionally.

Back then, they lived a comfortable life. Never in her imagination would they go bankrupt, and never had she thought that her mother’s belongings would be auctioned away, making it available to the market.

Jimmy still had not recovered from the shock. After a while, he shook his head. “The customer probably saw the picture somewhere and liked the design. It’s likely to be a coincidence.”

This was quite a common occurrence among the upper-class society. “Probably,” she agreed, drooping her head to hide her sadness.

“So… do you still want to take this order?” he asked softly. If she rejected, he would just let the customer know – it wasn’t difficult at all. “Of course,” she replied firmly, lifting her head to look at him. She knew very well that she was in no position to hesitate.

“But I have a request – if the customer is happy with my design, I’d like to meet them.” She clenched her fist tightly. Though she was nervous, she wanted to know who the person was, and if they were related to the downfall of her family.

Jimmy looked troubled upon hearing that. “I’ll talk to them first. You know very well that privacy is the most important thing in this industry.”

“I know. Thanks.” She heaved a sigh of relief. At the very least, things have been going well until now. All I have to do is to wait.

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On the other hand, Gigi was stranded at the police station for the entire day after she had been brought away by the police. In the end, Edgar and his lawyer managed to bail her out.

“Edgar, it’s so dark inside. I was scared to death!” She held his arm closely as she recalled her experience. He frowned at her. “If you had stayed at home and rested, you wouldn’t have gotten into trouble.”

Upon sensing his impatience, she felt even more hurt. “It’s all Jean’s fault. I was just asking her about the way she treated my dad yesterday, yet she called the police,” she complained in annoyance.

Seeing how she chattered away, Edgar asked in a low voice, “Did you not understand what I told you?”

way,” she quickly explained. “I can’t let her humiliate my dad like that. What if her business goes well? Our pride and image will be impacted!” Gigi whined tearfully. “My dad isn’t young

Edgar listened to her rambles, the more annoyed

suit and made her way

is it?” she asked tentatively

“Head to the office.”

question was completely ignored, but

she got out of jail, my life has been completely messed up. People

shot a glance at her with a frown on his face, and the coldness in his face became more intense. Putting aside other concerns, the fact that she was going

turned around to look at

what’s that?

and saw several construction workers putting up a

around. Before Edgar could give any instructions, he

received the news from Ms. Eyer – she

don’t you let my dad work with you on this project, Edgar? Are you

working,” he

I don’t believe that she is able to rebuild

deep look flitted across Edgar’s

car slowly drove into the basement parking lot of Royden Group. After Edgar got out of the car,

to Reece

let me stay with you, Edgar. I promise to be quiet, and I won’t loiter

worthless to him

security guard walked to

the car,

from her, she stomped her foot on the ground. “It’s all because of

she called her father to tell him about Eyer

up the call, and he was stunned upon hearing that. “What? Sh*t’s going down with her,” he blurted

him was Zenith’s assistant,

cleared his throat. “Alright. We’ll

that, he put down the phone and poured a cup of tea for Will. “I’m so sorry, Mr. Summers. It’s just