Edgar’s Relentless Pursue for The Love of His Life

Chapter 318

Chapter 318 Nothing to Say

Jean opened the car door and got in. Before she could say anything, the man rushed to speak. “I’ve been busy the whole day, and I haven’t had time to eat. Have supper with me?”

Jean was about to turn him down. He continued, “I’ll tell you everything you want to know after that.” Jean’s fingers clenched into a fist as she swallowed what she was about to say.

Half an hour later, the two of them sat in a revolving restaurant. Jean watched as he ordered a table full of dishes and couldn’t help but wrinkle her brows.

He was just having supper, but he chose a top-grade restaurant and ordered so much food. It was a little extravagant. Edgar rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and cut into his steak leisurely.

He had an elegant and attractive demeanor. It was more enchanting than a portrait. At that moment, it was as if Jean suddenly understood something.

“Andy went to your house to look for you.” “Mm,” He answered indifferently as his gaze was directed at the fork and knife in his hands.

“Sam and Gigi have been taken away to be investigated. If Andy manages to free himself from this, there won’t be a definite conclusion to this matter!”

“Mm.” Edgar responded before pushing the plate of cut steak to Jean. “I’m not hungry.” She couldn’t eat anything at that moment either.

Edgar put down his utensils and looked up. His eyes were cold and aloof, and no one could understand the complicated feelings in it. There was also particularly thick air surrounding the two of them.

“Many people are involved in this. It’s not as simple as you think it is.” That was all Edgar could say. After all, Jean wasn’t from Royden Group.

She needed time to understand the disputes that had happened. Jean wrung her hands, and after a long time, she said, “What about Gigi and Sam?”

“I’m not sure.” Edgar’s lips moved. “The board members of Royden Group need to have a meeting to discuss it.” Jean’s brows furrowed tightly. “Didn’t you say that you wanted to protect Gigi since you’re married? In such a situation, you…”

The more agitated she was, the calmer Edgar was. After a long time, he said coldly, “Unless you tell me why you’re protecting Gigi.” He brought up an old matter as his eyes were filled with stubborn coldness.

He knew full well what type of person Jean was. It was because of this that he was still perplexed even after much thought.

What is it that is making Jean partial to Gigi in a few short days?

Jean turned her head and didn’t say a word.

patient. He leaned forward slightly, and his hands were on the table. “Didn’t you come

there’s no use

each word. “You’ve already registered your marriage. If you stand by and do nothing while Gigi

to the international market, you have to maintain your reputation. Royden Group has weathered many storms over the past six months. If this goes on, the share prices are going

Andy was a

in business partners, but Edgar kept his composure.

and he had a deep smile. He lifted his

“No…”

complete her sentence, many reporters suddenly burst out and pointed cameras at the

having a date with

of you kept up such an intimate relationship after

have anything to do with Gigi being investigated by the police and being sued by Royden Group? Did she set up such a

out, he immediately put his wool coat around Jean’s head to shield her face and

reporters followed

got into the car and left. “Those reporters were waiting outside the

say anything as

be said that his calm appearance

collapse completely. Jean, I’m sure you have

to the entrance

Jean gripped her collar tightly. He had always known that Eyer Group and the Eyer family were most

in a breath of cold air before

no warmth at all in the empty house. Jean dragged her exhausted feet into the

she had to do before she could break

…

never done anything. I don’t know what shady business my

The lawyer wanted to

the door opened, and a lawyer dressed in a black suit

to defend you, Ms. Reece. I will be fully responsible for everything else. You may leave.” Mr. Martin