Edgar’s Relentless Pursue for The Love of His Life

Chapter 208

Chapter 208 Climbed Over the Wall and Escaped

Susan, who was beside her, leaned forward to glance at her after seeing her so furious. The contract termination agreements in her hands that were from different companies were dated two years ago.

In principle, all these should have been dealt with a long time ago, but it was dragged out until now with no one to deal with it? Moreover, how did all of this make its way to Jean at the same time?

Other than Edgar working behind the scenes, who else could do something like this?

“Ms. Eyer, you don’t have to be so agitated. We understand that it’s been a long time, and this is a big sum. It might be hard for you to accept it at the moment. My boss is hosting a banquet at Ocean Stone tonight at eight. Maybe you will have come up with a solution by then.”

The person who had sent these things was a young man in a suit, and the way he spoke was quite polite. “Who is your boss?”

“I can’t tell you yet, Ms. Eyer. You’ll find out when you attend the banquet tonight.” Jean watched as he turned and left. She pursed the corner of her lips as she pondered. Did Edgar send him?

No, he didn’t have to beat around the bush and do that. But if that person could find her, he most likely knew about the resentment between the Eyer and Royden families. Furthermore, the news would have already made its way to Edgar’s ears.

“Are you going to go tonight, Ms. Eyer?” Susan was a little worried. The corner of Jean’s mouth slowly twitched. She threw the contract termination agreements into the trash. “Of course not.”

Susan was shocked speechless by her reply. She was still thinking about how she should advise Jean. After all, Edgar instructed before leaving for his business trip to not let her leave the villa.

Jean smiled. “Susan, although I’m impulsive, I’m not dumb. There’s no need for me to attend a banquet where they’re going to murder their guest.” Jean stretched her body as she asked, “What’s for lunch?”

“Soup and….” Susan rushed into the kitchen. Jean stood where she was and her smile slowly subsided. She never imagined that at a time like this, the person who cared about her the most would be a servant from the Royden family.

She couldn’t bear to make Susan worry. Jean looked down and her gaze swept past the trash. She looked away emotionlessly. With their ample preparation, they must have other tricks up their sleeve. Even if she didn’t go today, they would still come looking for her.

But they surely wouldn’t be as nice anymore.

…

Jean kept to her word. That night, she stayed at the Royden’s family villa and watched the television. There was suddenly thunder and lightning outside the window.

After a sudden clap of thunder, the whole villa was plunged into darkness. “The power must have gone out. I’ll go look for candles.” Susan immediately got a flashlight and headed to the utility room.

couch and looked outside absent-mindedly. A few shadows

she was mistaken. “Ms. Eyer, I only found two candles. Let me take

got back to her room, Susan left. The whole villa seemed gray

reminded her of the day

like a stamp. It left a

people had barged in like madmen, smashing things and beating

that chaotic scene

phone lit up with a text message

coming tonight, Ms.

Mr. Hart was

of the person who sent

how

There were seven men and two women. They were

eye, it’s been two years since Mr. Eyer left us. The day the accident happened in

the world was

cell phone and called the number, but no one

but to no

message. ‘Who in the world are

was thrown into the sea. It sank and elicited no response until

a

She would

fine, Susan, I’m

she wasn’t hungry,

that the person

indescribable feeling of

If Mr. Royden finds out when he comes back,

Edgar

in Jean’s mind. Contents

be

to herself as she went back to her room

she was. “Should

Edgar had just finished a full day of meetings. When he got

discharge Gigi from

at his cell phone screen and swiped down to the

he hated the most

Reeces were always crossing his bottom line and testing