Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 343

Chapter 343 No Need to Self-blame

Gigi was so out of it that she didn't even know that Sam was going to sell her off. "If we cannot get enough money by tomorrow afternoon, the bank will come to take our house as collateral. I have no other choice. Don't blame me. I'm just trying my best to replace you someone that will take care of you for the rest of your life. Now that Edgar doesn't want you and Andy isn't willing to turn over a new leaf, you're just going to suffer wherever you go." Sam said as he looked Gigi in her face.

It was dark inside that car, but the car was lit by the lights outside. Sam was in the backlight, and it cast a shadow across his face, making him look quite vicious. Jean was following them in another car. She watched Sam bring Gigi into the clubhouse.

Jean's instincts were right. Once Sam had heard Winnie say that Ranford International held enough of Reece Group's shares to go against Royden Group, he devised a plan to tie down the executives of Ranford International. The problem now was that he had no money and no backing. He could only sell off his daughter.

Jean clutched the steering wheel. When she saw Sam go in, she hurried behind him, but she did not go in. She went to make a call to Joey Davis.

After listening to her explanation, Joey replied in surprise, "How did you know...."

"I saw it with my own eyes. But don't worry, I have no thoughts of dragging you into this. I just want to ask you for a simple favor."

Joey had been working at Ranford International for a few years. She had gotten to her high position because of her skills in helping Serena Campbell woo the elite of the business world. She had used unmentionable methods to get her way. Even Sam Reece had fallen into her web.

On the other end of the call, Joey was in deep contemplation.

"Alright, I'll go over."

Jean took her phone out and took note of the time. If Joey were late or did not show up, she would call the police.

People like Sam Reece need to get what they deserve.

Joey arrived in no time at all. She sighed when she saw Jean, "Let's go."

With Joey leading the way, Jean got in very quickly. The clubhouse was very lavishly decorated. It exuded extravagance. The corridors were long, and there were luxurious rooms on either side. The windows were so tinted that one couldn't see the inside from the outside.

"Don't look around. Follow me." Joey pulled her.

This wasn't a place that accepted female patronage. All the women here were for the guests' entertainment.

Joey glanced at her phone and confirmed the room Gigi was in.

"It's right here, but I don't know who's she with."

"It's the executives of your company. Let me deal with it from here. Thanks for your help." Jean said appreciatively.

She grabbed two bottles of wine from the crate beside her and prepared to walk in.

Joey was stunned for two seconds before quickly stopping her. "What are you doing? You'll get into a lot of trouble if you start a fight here."

"I know. Relax. I won't bring myself that much trouble because of them." Jean said with a smile.

However, before she could push the door open, someone stood in her way.

"Just a moment, Ms. Eyer."

Miles was out of breath, but he had gotten there just in time to stop her.

"Mr. Miller?" Jean was shocked. She had not expected to see him here. Then didn't that mean that...

Sure enough, when she looked up, she saw Edgar standing behind her, and his face was filled with obvious anger.

Jean felt her heart tighten. She didn't have to do anything anymore. Even though Edgar did not like Gigi, everyone knew that she had birthed him a son.

Joey took two steps back when she saw Edgar. It wasn't in her power to stop what was about to happen.

"Is Mr. Royden here for some entertainment?" Jean nonchalantly asked as she looked up at him.

"Is this somewhere you should be?" His voice was frosty.

Jean blinked and then said in a low voice, "If you can come, why can't I?"

Edgar stared at her face intently. He was at his limit. He needed to teach her what it meant to speak and act cautiously.

"Mr. Royden, Ms. Reece is inside." Miles thought that the situation inside the room was as tense as the situation outside.

Edgar glanced at Jean and then told his bodyguards, "You, watch her."

"No way. Why would they need to watch me?" Jean frowned. She wasn't the one that brought Gigi to this sort of place. Was Edgar mistaken?

The man ignored her and walked right into the room, closing the door behind him.

Joey had also disappeared. Edgar had only gone in for two minutes before he came out with Gigi. No one knew what had happened inside, but Gigi kept crying nonstop. She kept clutching onto Edgar's clothes, not willing to let go. Her eyes stared emptily, and she kept saying, "No, no..."

Jean frowned. Was I too late? But I shouldn't have been.

She blamed herself. If she had not allowed Winnie to tell Sam the news, would things have turned out this way?

Edgar's expression was like ice as he released himself from Gigi's clutches.

"Send her back to Reece Residence."

It was like someone had poured a bucket of ice water on Gigi. She shuddered and came to her realization. She pulled on Edgar's arm again and cried, "I don't want to go back. Please don't send me back, Edgar. I beg you!"

Edgar's eyes darkened, and he said, "I'm sending you back. Sam wouldn't dare to do anything to you. Let go."

"NO!" Gigi shouted heart-wrenchingly. "I beg you. Dad's going to send me to someone else. Edgar, I don't have any say in this. I don't know how it came to..." Gigi's eyes shifted, and they landed on Jean angrily.

She pointed a sharp finger at her and shrieked, "It's her! It must've been her! Edgar, she put me in this situation."

The more she shouted, the darker Edgar's face grew.

"Send her away." Edgar commanded again. No matter how loud she shouted or heart-breaking it sounded, she was still taken to the car and sent away.

Jean's face was ashen as she stood on the spot.

"Don't blame yourself. Even if you had not done anything, Sam would've found out about Ranford International's plans."

Jean stayed silent as she heard the words that came from above her.

"I didn't expect to bump into you here, Mr. Royden!" Someone from the sideline had recognized Edgar. He hurried over with his name card.

Edgar glanced at him frostily.

"Sorry, I'll let you be." The man looked at Edgar, then at Jean, and quickly retracted his steps.

Edgar's frosty face was terrifying to others. Nobody else dared to come near them. Only Jean did not care.

"Follow me." He knew that she needed time to calm down. That's why he did not bother her just now. He did not think that she would have the guts to burst into this sort of place. Did she now know what would have happened if I was even a step late?

Edgar pushed down the rage in him and dragged Jean away.

It was very windy outside. Jean couldn't help shivering from the cold. She immediately felt a coat on her.

"I don't need..."

"Do you want to freeze to death here, then?" The man shot her a chilling glare.