Edgar’s Relentless Pursue for The Love of His Life

Chapter 117

Chapter 117 I Have One Condition

The more Jean Eyer thought about it, the angrier she got. She picked up her cellphone and wanted to spread it on the Internet.

But spreading it out there without any backup would mean that the Royden Group might pass it over to their public relations department. Once the truth was out there, there was no coming back from it.

She had to put up with it. Jean Eyer took a deep breath in and looked at the maid. “What’s for lunch?”

Since she couldn’t leave, she might as well ‘enjoy’ herself. Even if she couldn’t cause a dent in Edgar Royden’s wealth, she could still relieve her anger a little.

In that period, Ben Ludwig called her a few times. Jean Eyer hadn’t thought of how to face him, so she just didn’t answer his calls.

His engagement with Ally Sans was his business. Jean Eyer had no right to interfere. She never thought that Ben Ludwig needed to explain anything to her.

In terms of relationships, she didn’t have the guts to face it anymore. She’d rather hide like an ostrich.

When she thought about it, it wasn’t so bad staying in Edgar Royden’s empty villa. At least she could save on a few days’ living expenses by having all meals there.

After two days, Edgar Royden came back from a business trip. As soon as he walked in the door, he saw a woman feasting on crabs on the couch.

A frown appeared between his eyes. He saw that the couch was filled with snacks and tidbits.

He placed his briefcase heavily on the table and made his way over. “Eating all this instead of proper meals?”

Jean Eyer chewed on the crab. “Susan said that I can eat whatever I want. Wasn’t this what you told her?”

He did in fact say that.

Edgar Royden picked her up from the couch. “Change your clothes. I have to entertain Mr. Oprah and his wife at night. You have to act this out with me.”

“I don’t have clothes.” Jean Eyer answered calmly. She smiled charmingly, “Let me go. I have clothes at home. I’ll go home and take them.”

“Ha. After leaving, will you still come back?” Edgar Royden laughed coldly and pushed Jean Eyer away with one hand. “There are clothes in the bag at the door. Mr. Oprah has a good impression of you. He also places much importance on whether his business partners have a stable married life.”

“Then you should call Gigi Reece over.” Jean Eyer’s hands were full of crab roe, and she was chomping away. Seeing him silent, she asked, “What if I don’t want to?”

“Then you’ll stay here for the rest of your life.”

His voice was unbelievably frosty and a heavy air was emanating from him.

He wasn’t kidding.

Jean Eyer ground her teeth in anger. “I have one condition.”

“Speak.”

an elegant, stylish purple dress, and she wasn’t wearing any accessories. Her hair was tied in a simple ponytail, and there

Oprah while Jean

time, she would say a

by one million. It was just a meal, and she could sit through

Mr. Oprah laughed gently. These words didn’t have any

said nothing as she cut into

and said, “Jean Eyer just so happened to come by, so I

She came by?

moved.

man’s acting was

has gotten better? You can still be friends after your divorce?” Mr. Oprah voiced out the confusion in his heart. “I’m sorry. I asked something I shouldn’t

word ‘divorce’ was stuck in Jean Eyer’s

she didn’t care so much

be friends after a separation.” Jean Eyer cracked a smile. She didn’t seem like she was acting. It was as if she was voicing her thoughts

Royden looked at her

hidden many

be bothered. She continued to smile while raising her glass. “Since our destiny together has ended, why

He was unmoving.

Eyer looked at him, surprised. Under the table, she bumped

his head slowly

Eyer was stunned. What was

playing along so well, but he dropped

explain it, Edgar Royden said something that left her in

this, there was a buzzing in Jean Eyer’s

she could say anything, Edgar Royden took some

“Eat more.”

let Mr. and Mrs. Oprah think he was

man was willing to

matter what she said, Edgar Royden could

dinner, Mr. Royden.

to Jean Eyer countless times that Jean Eyer should consider getting back

moved the corner

for that one million, she definitely would’ve