Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 74

Chapter 74 A Coincidence

After Gigi finished speaking, she quickly walked toward the door. She didn't expect Jean to threaten her from behind. "The misunderstanding between Edgar and I couldn't get any worse."

Gigi was speechless. She had touched the doorknob. Jean deliberately raised her voice, "I remember Reece Group's office number." Gigi couldn't imagine the consequences of letting her father see those wild and foolish photos of her in her youth.

"Miles, I'm fine. You may go back first." Gigi shouted. After that, she took a few steps back and stood aside. Jean's mouth tilted slightly. She was satisfied with Gigi's wisdom.

Jean gestured for Gigi to step back. Gigi did as ordered. Jean frowned as she didn't expect Gigi to be so obedient. She was bored. Jean opened the door and glanced at Miles. She then turned to look at Edgar and asked, "How can I help you?"

Linda rushed in and held Gigi's hand immediately. "Gigi, don't worry. Mr. Royden is here to save you."

Linda sounded as if Jean's room was a scary place. Edgar stepped forward and checked on Gigi. After confirming that she was not harmed, he turned to look at Jean. "What are you doing?"

Edgar questioned Jean angrily. Jean took out her mobile phone calmly, "Your fiancé was worried that I didn't enjoy myself enough during the fashion week runway shows, so she came to my room and danced for me. Here is a video of her dancing."

No one believed in Jean.

However, Edgar frowned as he saw the video. He got really angry.

He turned and instructed Miles, "Send Gigi back to her room."

"Yes, sir."

Jean stared at Edgar as if she was planning something.

The door of Jean's room was being closed again.

Gigi left unwillingly, "Linda, please stand outside the door. Let me know if anything happens."

Linda nodded.

But before she could move forward, Miles stopped her.

"Both of you go back to your room. Please don't upset Mr. Royden."

"I'm worried about him." Gigi faked a smile. She was so afraid that Jean would betray her and show her embarrassing photos to Edgar.

She couldn't sit still!

"Go, Linda."

Miles stood rooted on the spot. She reminded Gigi again, "Miss Reece, you should go back to your room first. Maybe Mr. Royden will bring you good news in a while." Gigi knew that Miles was one of Edgar's most trusted assistants, so she didn't want to provoke a conflict with her.

However, Gigi couldn't care less about the good news Miles was talking about.

She went into her room tiredly with Linda.

"Gigi, what are you going to do? Will you really give her five hundred thousand?"

"Yes." Gigi gritted her teeth angrily. At the same time, Winnie called her.

Due to the time difference, fashion week runway shows had just been broadcasted in Yorktown.

Winnie thought that Gigi was in a good mood, so she deliberately took the opportunity to make a call, trying to cotton up with Gigi.

She didn't know that Gigi had just been fooled by Jean and was in a bad mood.

"Don't call me for no reason!" Gigi yelled.

Winnie originally wanted to show Sam how good her relationship was with her stepdaughter.

Sam was looking at the newspaper when he heard his daughter scream. He immediately pulled a long face.

Winnie hurriedly asked in a soft voice, "What's wrong, Gigi? Why are you unhappy? Is it because of Jean?"

Winnie walked into the kitchen as she spoke.

"Of course it's about her." Gigi inflicted her anger on her stepmother by yelling at her about the incident that happened just now. Winnie remained silent for a long time.

"Say something! Are you dumb?"

"I'll send you some money. You try to buy the photos from Jean, and then..."

After listening to Winnie's suggestion, Gigi started to calm down.

Meanwhile...

Jean was patiently waiting for Edgar to question her.

Edgar was staring at her, thinking that she was a sly woman. He couldn't stop her nor escape from her.

"I'm preparing the wedding just as you told me to." Edgar changed the subject.

Jean nodded, "Mr. Royden has always been very highly efficient."

In fact, Jean knew that Edgar and Gigi would plan a wedding sooner or later, even if she didn't ask him to. Edgar will never treat his woman badly.

Jean was just trying to speed up her plans.

It was time for her to meet that person.

Edgar was just a pawn of hers.

She raised her head and stared emotionlessly at Edgar.

Edgar could feel Jean's estrangement from him.

Jean hadn't finished her words when someone knocked on the door.

Jean was a little annoyed. She opened the door and saw Ben standing outside with supper in his hands. "Are you hungry? I brought you porridge and some side dishes."

As Ben spoke, he caught a glimpse of Edgar, who was sitting on the sofa.

Jean thanked Ben. She wasn't surprised when she saw Ally behind Ben.

Ally stood out and asked nervously, "Jean, are you alright? I was afraid that you would get hurt just now, so I called Ben."

Ally pretended to have an intimate relationship with Ben.

If it weren't for Jean's lack of interest in Ben, she would really be outraged at Ally's hypocritical behavior.

"Gigi had gone too far just now. Although I don't know what happened between the two of you, she must've been the one who provoked the fight."

Ally didn't see Edgar as she was standing behind Ben.

She immediately shut up when she saw Edgar standing up.

Edgar walked straight out of Jean's room.

'Bang'.

Edgar pushed open the door so hardly that it hit the wall.

"You guys are not coming in, right?" Jean smiled and was about to close the door.

Ben was about to speak, but Ally dragged him away, "Ben, let's go. Jean looks tired, we should let her rest."

Ben frowned as he had a lot to ask Jean.

His expression was all written on his face.

Since Ally had said so, Jean pretended to yawn and replied, "Let's talk tomorrow."

After that, Ally pulled Ben into the elevator.

Jean watched them leave, then closed the door.

It was not that Jean didn't care about Ben, but her mind was full of thoughts on how to let Edgar suffer, so she really had no time to think about her relationship with Ben. She had to return to Yorktown the day after tomorrow.

She was running out of time.