Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 542

Chapter 542

The salespeople beside him all had jealous looks on their faces as they observed Jean.

It was the stuff of dreams for a man with good looks, wealth, and ability to spend time with a woman.

She doesn't seem to be aware of the good fortune that has come her way.

With so many people present and observing, Edgar had a stern yet kind expression on his face.

He caught Jean's attention before the large doll.

"You carry it, then. Let's return to your house."

The man's smile peaked and subsided. He grabbed the toy and sprinted over to Jean.

The notion that Edgar was beaming for his ex-wife as he hurried through the mall soon spread around Yorktown. Rumors soon developed on this incident.

Ben had just wrapped up his conversation with Mr. Mason. They both obviously grinned as they read the notification on the phone.

"Can I ask you a personal question, Mr. Ludwig?" Mr. Mason said in a quiet voice and lifted his eyes to face him, "Do you replace it difficult to let someone go?

"No."

Knowing that he was inquiring about Jean, Ben swiftly inquired, "What about Mr. Mason?" "We're not the same. I started off with a point deduction." Mr. Mason stood up and went away while hopelessly grinning.

Even if everyone in a relationship is on an equal footing, when you meet a nice person, you always want to give them the best version of yourself. Nothing except remorse enters your mind when you are unable to give them that.

Ben looked blankly at Mr. Mason's back.

I turned around to observe his father, Myer Ludwig. The man approached, "Royden's and Eyer's Group joined forces, and that acquisition was just Edgar's move. You don't want to deal with individuals from Royden's Group anymore."

Ben grimaced.

His father gave him a look, "What's up with that expression? You don't listen when forming opinions. Do you really lack confidence in yourself?" "No, Dad. The things you tell me..." Ben sighed, "Were you attempting to warn me, or was someone else trying to?"

Ludwig was momentarily surprised, "What are you speculating? Keep up the work."

Ben witnessed him dismissing his secretary.

He pulled out his smartphone and messaged Jean.

A response arrived quickly: 'I see. Appreciate it.'

The two of them were greeted with much fuss as they entered Edgar's home that evening when Jean returned.

Edgar immediately slipped the doll into Jean's arms after shutting the door. "Go rest, I'll cook for you."

He marched and didn't look back.

Her gaze softened, and she gripped the corner of his shirt, "Let's wait a little while."

She wrapped her arms around his waist.

That's not it. There is also something else."

Under the intense gaze, there was repressed emotion. Edgar's eyes flashed with confusion, and he quickly pressed her wrist, "You're expecting." His speech was hoarse, and his throat was dry.

After chuckling, Jean released his hand, "I'm talking about you and Mr. Oprah having a video conference."

She took a seat and watched the TV show. Jean sat holding the doll.

The man in the kitchen frowned.

I'll mentally note this amount in private.

She had to take care of herself after giving birth and make up for what she had lost.

In the meantime, at Edbert's home.

Department managers and several directors led by Mr. Blanc were invited here. They were all uncertain about Edbert's mental state.

George turned in a report on his replaceings.

"The personal shares of Mr. Royden have changed.

He gave Ms. Eyer five percent of the shares in secret.

In other words, Royden now owns shares..."

Some justification.

"You mean we may remove Mr. Royden as president as long as we transfer our shares to Mr. Edbert." "Yes, and at that time, Mr. Edbert will return all the shares,"

When Edbert was seated in the wheelchair. He coughed twice, "They can only be stopped from playing around in this way. After this situation is finished, you can be confident that I will choose a competent new president. I won't let you down. The Royden Group is subject to high expectations from everyone."

Everyone exchanged blank looks of shock with one another.

The department head couldn't help but comment, "Mr. Edbert, it's not that we don't trust you, but that the shares in our hands are so little that if we really go against Mr. Royden... I'm afraid we'll be fired before we even start." "That's correct, and he still has to have made significant faults in the corporation, even if the ownership surpasses Mr. Royden."

In a way, they still had faith in Edgar.

He also turned a blind eye to Jean's back and allowed her to 'play about' in the firm once he returned, despite firing several staff.

But in recent days, Mr. Royden's performance and stock price had been relatively stable.

There was no issue.

The Royden family was divided when Edgar enabled Jean's conduct, but no one spoke out. This was because, more significantly, Edgar is capable of guiding the Royden family to a higher level. There was no motive for a revolt.

The assurance of Edgar's uncompromising execution was complete conformity.

Edbert lacks in this department.

He asked, "Madam Lylah implies that the firm cannot survive without Edgar?" With a hint of coldness in his gaze.

"No, neither do I."

Edbert instantly inquired before he had finished, "He didn't make any significant financial errors, but he protected his ex-wife, injured his own uncle, and abducted my sole inheritor! He does not deserve to be the president of the Royden Group!"

Everyone stopped talking and remained silent.

George implored, "The police declined to look into the disappearance of Mr. Edbert's daughter, Ms. Xena, because it had been less than forty-eight hours. The only thing we do know is that someone from Royden's family visited her on the day she left the prison facility. The connection was lost after that."

George pulled out a recording.

It was unclear, but it seemed like someone was saying: 'Leave Royden's, or I'll murder you.' "He is still anxious and won't let our father and daughter leave, even though I've already let the firm go. Even if I lost my fingers, I dare not pursue it or file a lawsuit."

In a rage, Edbert stomped. "I wouldn't have made such a poor decision if I hadn't been in such a hopeless situation!"

Edbert's feelings were eventually subdued by George, "Mr. Edbert, the doctor advised against getting overanxious. Everything will be well since Ms. Xena is fortunate." "I detest it. I wouldn't have recognized her then if I had known the outcome sooner. She had just turned twenty." The employees were moved to compassion by Edbert's tearful demeanor.

"Mr. Edbert, don't worry. Things will turn around.