Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 353

Chapter 353 Conflict Between Women

In an instant, everyone was startled. Their attention was focused on Jean. Mrs. Harper's eyes widened. "Are you calling me noisy?"

"Yes. Your voice is loud, noisy, and rude. At least he's apologizing. All you're doing is emphasizing how expensive your outfit is. Have you not seen money in your life? It's just a modified version of an outfit that was modeled at fashion shows. Do you have to make it such a big deal?"

Coincidentally, Jean had seen the outfit in a magazine. But it was a magazine on jewels. She paid attention to the necklace that matched the dress instead.

The dress wasn't cheap, but it wasn't as big a deal as the woman made it out to be. From her reaction, it was as if she had wanted to swallow the server alive.

"Of course, you can ask him to apologize or compensate you, but there's no need to disturb others. Turn around and have a look. People are watching you like you're a monkey in a zoo. Is it that interesting?" Some guests started to agree with what Jean said. Mrs. Harper wasn't looking very good. In an instant, there was a thorn between Jean and her. "From what you're saying, I can't berate him even if he splashed red wine all over me?"

Mrs. Harper stared at Jean. "Or are you saying that you'll compensate me on his behalf? If you're not going to do so, step aside."

Jean furrowed her brows.

She had just been annoyed that the woman was being noisy, but now, her temper was rising.

"I won't compensate you, and he doesn't have to either."

Jean sized up Mrs. Harper from top to bottom as she carefully recalled the picture she had seen in the magazine.

Her gaze was so penetrating that it made Mrs. Harper very uncomfortable. "You..."

"The fold on the left seems like it isn't a design from the modified version. The embroidery at the bottom isn't quite right, and the small diamonds on the shoulder aren't very shiny. Your outfit seems to be a good counterfeit."

Jean crossed her arms, and she had a very confident tone.

Mrs. Harper's face immediately flushed. She said loudly, "What nonsense are you spouting? How can I buy a fake?"

People around them started to agree. "I've seen a sample of this dress. It doesn't look quite the same as what Mrs. Harper is wearing."

Mrs. Harper panicked at once. "I just altered it because the measurements of the dress aren't quite right. What's wrong with that? This doesn't affect the price of the dress."

"This means that you modified it?"

Jean clicked her tongue. "Maybe you're unaware that the most expensive thing in the fashion world is the design. How expensive can cloth and the cost of handiwork be? If you altered it, this outfit is no longer the work of the famed designer."

That was indeed the case.

The whisperings surrounding them got louder.

Mrs. Harper had a nasty expression on her face. She wished that there was a hole in the ground that she could immediately hide in.

Gigi, who had been standing behind Edgar, suddenly walked over. "Just a moment. The server was in the wrong first. Of course, he can't just offer an apology and say that he's sorry. Although this lady was a little too agitated, she was the victim. I don't think she's at fault."

Around them, many people agreed with Gigi.

It was as though Mrs. Harper had found a savior. She immediately grabbed Gigi. "Mrs. Royden is right!"

When Gigi heard 'Mrs. Royden', she was wild with joy.

No one had called her as such for a long time.

Even though the outside world knew that she had been chased out of Royden Residence by Edgar, the contract was not made public. Therefore, everyone thought that she was still Mrs. Royden. Gigi couldn't help but have a pleased expression on her face.

Hugo looked at Edgar meaningfully.

He saw that Edgar's eyes were fixed on Jean, but Edgar wasn't doing anything.

"If it's inconvenient for you to step up, Mr. Royden, I will do it," Hugo said in a low voice.

He walked straight to Jean and said in front of everyone, "Ms. Eyer, your dress is dirty as well.”

He handed her his lounge coat as he spoke.

Jean was startled. She never thought that he would lend her a hand. From what she had felt, Hugo wasn't the type to easily make friends, and he treated everyone coolly. Since he had already spoken up, she felt that it wasn't nice for her to decline his help.

"Thank you, Mr. Mason."

Envious murmurs rang out around them.

"Why is Hugo acting so close to her?"

"Do they know each other? I heard that not long ago, Jean and Mr. Royden..."

Thus, Jean, who was about to be the laughingstock of the whole crowd, escaped unscathed with Hugo defending her, while Edgar felt countless inquisitive gazes on him.

Gigi couldn't help but stare enviously.

She silently thought to herself, when did Jean gang up with Hugo?

She didn't understand matters of the business world, but Hugo had a graceful manner. He was dressed in a custom-made branded outfit from head to toe. The watch on his wrist had a market price of hundreds of millions.

Why does such a man want to revolve around Jean!

Gigi bit the corners of her lips hard. She couldn't help but regret stepping out. She shouldn't have done so. Otherwise, Hugo wouldn't have stepped out to help Jean.

The scene was frozen.

Edgar's cold eyes were suppressed with rage. He strode forward and led Gigi out.

"Edgar, why are you pulling me? I haven't..."

The cold wind outside was strong. Gigi was in a gown and kept quiet at once when met with the cold.

The next moment, she was thrown into a car by Edgar.

"It was clearly Jean who was making trouble. I couldn't get over it, so I couldn't hold back and helped to say a few words. Don't tell me that you want to blame me for such a thing?"

Blame her?

The coldness in Edgar's deep eyes grew stronger.

"You weren't helping. You wanted everyone to notice you, and you wanted me to stand on your side, am I right?"

Her thoughts were exposed in an instant.

Gigi bit her lips hard. She stuttered and couldn't say anything for a long time.

She did, in fact, have such thoughts, but she never thought that Edgar would uncover it in her face. At that moment, she felt quite frantic.

"I wasn't thinking too much about it."

Edgar's hand pressed against the car door, and his voice was colder than usual. "Listen to me carefully. Deal with the divorce proceedings early tomorrow morning. Henceforth, you and the child will have no relationship with me any longer. Remember this."

Slam.

Gigi didn't even have the opportunity to lament. She was driven away by the driver.

She was locked in the car, and there was no use in her knocking on the car door.

"You can't treat me like this, Edgar!"

But no matter how much she cried, it was too late.

Edgar stood at the steps of the entrance. When he turned, he saw Jean and Hugo walking out together.

The two of them seemed to be like old friends meeting for the first time as they talked and laughed.

Ben, Jensen, and now, Hugo. Good. Very good.

Edgar ferociously suppressed the rage in his chest. Back then, he never knew that his delicate wife, who had been a rich daughter, had so much luck in love.

At the same time, Jean noticed Edgar's gaze.

She thought that he had left with Gigi.

At that moment, when she bumped into him, her bad mood turned even worse.