Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 289 Suspect Her

Ben let out a helpless sigh, “Jean, I know you have always wanted to take revenge on him, but you must also look after yourself. You have just recovered from an amnesic episode inflicted by him. I don’t know what he will do to you after this. I think you’d better get out of the villa first.”

“Ben, this is what I live for. I can’t just sit and watch Edgar remarry and have a child with another woman. He destroyed my family and my life; I have to get even with him.”

An eye for an eye. “I’ll take care of the rest. Do me another favor and divulge Royden Group’s bid price to Jensen.” Ben had no choice but to do as told, “Sure, I will get it done as soon as possible.”

He wanted to say some more but she had already hung up on him. Ben held onto his phone, unnerved and helpless.

On the other hand, Jean went to the bathroom to take a shower. When she came out of the shower, she noticed the lights in the room were dimmed. Apparently, Edgar came by and left a moment ago.

Jean chuckled, sneaked under the quilt, and switched off the light. After two uneventful days. Edgar was infuriated when the bidding results were released.

Jean was enjoying her breakfast, when suddenly she heard a resounding clank from the study room. She glanced in the direction of the noise and was pleased to see Edgar throwing a tantrum.

After a while, Miles rushed over with several Royden Group’s managers. They took turns and went into Edgar’s study room. As expected, Edgar lashed out at them.

“Go and investigate now!”

Jean took out her phone and tuned in to the news while enjoying her fruits.

“Rocher Group has won the BNC joint intelligence project. Initially, Royden Group was set to win this project, but they were not able to get win the bid.”

Nobody had ever dared to hijack his business deal or appropriate his thing.

For the record, Jensen was the first. To state the obvious, he even won the project effortlessly.

Jean knew that Edgar must be going berserk in the study room. More importantly, he would never have thought that it was Jean who leaked Royden Group’s bid price to their competitor.

“What’s the matter? Is everything okay, Edgar?” Jean saw him coming out of the study room and immediately walked up to him, she wore a smile and asked gently, “What can I do to help?”

Edgar was fuming in exasperation. He quickly put on his necktie and said coldly, “I have to go back to the office. You stay at home.”

be home tonight?” Jean quizzed

car engine sound,

that he had previously won at the auction on the cruise must still be with

let the belongings of the

the bookshelves for an extended time but still couldn’t find any leads. Jean was preoccupied in searching for the bracelet

she attempted to comb through the

the room,

Bang!

on the wooden panel. Subsequently, she

heartbeat raced. Was she

bit her lip and steeled herself. She stood

that you had to go back to the office for

he repeated and asked her solemnly, “What are you doing in my study

didn’t expect him to come home so soon. She quickly whipped up a reason to fool Edgar, “I couldn’t sleep and thought of reading a book, but

randomly picked up a book and showed it to him, “Look, it’s so thick. I probably wouldn’t be able to finish reading even if you give

as if he was pondering and

raised her eyes and looked at him.There was

his emotion

drum. What if he had discovered her motive or found her to be

What should I do?

up to her and took two books from the bookshelf behind

her straggly hair behind her ear. His voice sounded deeper than usual, “Come and ask me again if it

accepted the book and beamed a bright smile at

“Alright.”

of the study room. She glanced at him from the corner of her eye and noticed two secured

had to wait for another opportunity to look

felt rather deplorable for missing out on the opportunity, but she had no choice but to leave his study room

Suddenly, his phone rang chimed. It was

Group changed their bid price an hour before the submission and the final

be

sacked and all the other directors are trudging at your mercy.