Edgar’s Relentless Pursue for The Love of His Life

Chapter 68

Chapter 68 Remember to Send Me an Invitation

“I’m busy.” Edgar walked away without even sparing a glance at Ally. Ally pouted and muttered, “I thought you guys were close. Turns out that Jean’s just having wishful thoughts.”

“What did you say?” Edgar had a sharp sense of hearing. He narrowed his eyes and glared at the bold Ally. He had interacted with Harry Sans before, so he knew the old fox was extremely cunning despite his gentle look. In fact, Harry was even more ruthless than Gary.

So, Edgar wouldn’t expect Ally, Harry’s daughter, to be any kinder. Sure enough, Ally deliberately said it so that Edgar could hear her.

Seeing that Edgar stopped, she quickly continued, “Jean has once told me that she regretted divorcing you. She even said that she’d like to talk to you if there’s a chance. Otherwise, she wouldn’t agree to stay next to you, I guess.” Ally wore a smile.

Edgar scoffed. “It’s hard to believe she said that.” Ally nodded. “It’s true. The fashion week is starting tomorrow. I can get my colleagues out of the room to give you and Jean some space to talk.”

Saying that, she stuffed Jean’s bags into Edgar’s hand and strode into Jean’s room. Edgar had no idea what she told the other colleagues, but the group soon left the room.

Thereafter, Jean clawed at the edge of the door with a bottle of wine in her other hand. “The crab meat is delicious. Why don’t you give it a taste before you go?”

Edgar frowned. This woman simply looks like an uneducated person. If Gary knew the daughter whom he raised wholeheartedly now became like a gangster, he would not be able to rest in peace.

Edgar walked up to Jean and threw her bags at her before walking into her room.

Jean was startled. “You…”

Edgar sat down on a couch with his legs crossed and stared at Jean sternly. “Tomorrow’s event is extremely important to Royden Group. You better inform me beforehand how you plan to let me meet Mr. Oprah?”

If Jean dared to fool him, he would definitely make her stew in her own juice.

“Tomorrow’s not here yet. Relax.” Jean muttered and went back to her seat. Then, she took another piece of crab and devoured it.

Edgar’s expression turned frosty.

The sight of the table full of delicacies and Jean savoring them made Edgar’s stomach grumble.

Before he realized it, Edgar had already reached out his hand to open a meal box that was still sealed.

The next second, Jean stopped him. “You can have this. That’s mutton.”

Edgar’s hand hung midair for a moment before he pulled it back.

that I

who was

remember how they were on bad terms a year ago. Back then, they were dying to tear

hated him now, but she had become mature and knew how to protect

against the couch and had an indescribable

fully satisfying her

her mouth and said, “I’ve once helped Old Madam Oprah.

can directly ask him to accept Royden Group as their business partner.” Edgar went

divorced, and you’re seeing someone else. If I bring up this

let Edgar achieve his goal so

plan then?”

see as it goes. Also, it’s about time for you to start preparing

grin, Edgar stood

moment he closed the door, he saw Linda walking out of Gigi’s

of nerves when she saw

like Mr. Royden really intends to reconcile with

Edgar’s gaze and scurried

…

event were happening on the first day of Kherl

around five in the evening. Most of the guests were celebrities and fashionistas, while the more reputable public figures showed

prepare for her styling. She was irritated looking at her pale look in the

to that b*tch, I wasn’t able to sleep well the past few days. Look

frowned and ordered the makeup artist, “I want heavy makeup, the most eye-catching

on changing the makeup style at the last minute, it might not match your outfits. What about this—let’s follow the original arrangement today, and I’ll set another style for you during the

aside with the accessory box in her hand as she listened

way! Do you know how important the event today is to me? I only request to change my makeup.

experienced, so she was annoyed

someone who’s willing to put on

the