Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 88

Chapter 88 House Pet

Lisa had just started advertising when someone purchased the necklace for twenty times that of Jean's necklace. Kellan was overjoyed and clenched his fist in excitement. But...

Lisa removed her earpiece and gestured at him, "How many more have you got?" Kellan was stumped. He just realized a fatal mistake. After all that time, he only produced a single piece!

He took out the remaining material, had a quick glance and soon slumped his head. Lisa had to divert the topic and started promoting Jean's necklace again.

"Excuse me." Jean spoke softly. "My bad." Kellan took a step sideward and observed Jean who was removing the empty box and working - she was mechanically beading her chain while scribbling on messages.

He could not help but ask, "Do you really have that many orders?"

"Yeah." Jean replied without lifting her head, "I am struggling to keep up."

Her strategy of emphasizing quick turnover left the other candidates dumbfounded.

At most, they could only prepare a dozen.

Compared to Jean's large inventory, they were simply not up for the competition. Some who were shrewd started sourcing for materials, however given the fact they had only chosen the best quality items, most of them were unable to replicate a full set. The ugly head of envy started protruding.

"She definitely knew of the topic prior to the competition, I mean come on! Out of the five judges, two were familiar with her!"

"That's right, those boxes must be prepared in advance for her!"

As Sally walked in with her bracelet in hand, she overheard all of the slandering that was going on.

She was on good terms with Jean and her brazenness had also rubbed off on Sally, thus she retorted, "The boxes were just laid in the corner, why didn't you go for it? Jean was one of the last person to enter the room but she has the highest sales. If you're jealous, why don't you buckle up and show us your strength rather than whining like a sore loser?

"You!" Brittany was among the crowd, "Well there goes the little dog tailing and wagging behind Jean. You're trying to demonstrate your loyalty, right?"

"Stop all that libel this instant, I am friends with her!" Sally was on the verge of tears.

Brittany imitated her mockingly, "I am friends with Jean."

The surrounding crowd snickered at her deriding tone."Even if Jean is not well off now, she was once of the upper echelon. But for you? Are you dreaming? Have you ever verified it with her? I am sure that she must have treated you as her..."

The door opened abruptly as Jean carried the last empty box out.

She dropped the box on the floor and it rang hollowly. The murmurs stopped but their facial expressions remained.

Jean turned to Sally, "Why are you crying? Unless they're telling the truth?"

"No, it's not." Sally muttered between her sobs.

As she rubbed her eyes and attempted to hold back her tears, Jean was reminded of her own past.

During Jean's university days, there were lots of calumnies going on behind her, however given her family background they were still restrained. Even so she was not able to defend herself and could only wade in tears and sorrow. It was only at this stage of life that Jean understood that no one would ever empathize with mere tears.

She gestured toward Sally's bracelet, "Go in."

Sally bit her lips and darted in.

Once the door was closed, Jean inched toward the crowd with a sharp gaze that was interweaved with hatred.

"For those who were busy spouting nonsense, you better have the strength to back your words or else you might bite off more than you can chew."

The crowd's expression changed as they lowered their head and avoided her gaze. Brittany however was an exception, "Well it's not like I lied. She tails you all day long and even reserves seats for you, isn't she playing the role of a pet well?"

Jean chuckled, "I've never treated her that way. However, if it was indeed as you described, does it mean you don't even meet the rights to be a pet?"

"What do you mean?" Brittany screamed with her veins popping.

Her loud yell caught everyone's attention.

Including Xander who had just arrived on scene.

As he saw Jean in a fight, he reminisced some of the incidents during his academic years.

He frowned as he glanced at Jean with an indescribable expression.Jean once behaved like royalty, and yet now she was only someone's ex-wife with an exuberant amount of debt, she definitely... Would not have the courage to retaliate.

But in the very next second, Jean did something that was out of everyone's expectations.

She took out her phone and started playing the conversation between Ally and Brittany.

"If you help me to dispose Jean, I will provide you with a permanent post in MON & Co. If not, with your background and capabilities, it's a foregone conclusion that you will never make it."

It was definitely Ally's voice.

Everyone could recognize it. At that moment Brittany rushed forward in an attempt to grab her phone.Jean anticipated her move and flung her phone in the opposite direction. As the phone was in midair, Brittany's voice could be heard.

"Don't you worry Ally; Jean is as good as gone from MON & Co."

So much for being a pet.

The crowd was raucous at this point as their glance toward Brittany was full of despise.

The few interns who were on her side against Jean were attempting to stay away from her.

Jean's cold gaze penetrated the depths of Brittany's heart, who was looking for a hole to hide herself.

Brittany's face was bright red at this point as she stammered, "That doesn't prove anything. I am sure that you have someone backing you up for a finalist spot and we are just here as mere spectators.""And here we are just fighting with words without facts?"

"She is merely jealous of Jean, luckily Ally is no longer competing, else..."

"Mr. Quade!"

Someone noticed the presence of Xander and greeted him.

Jean looked at him; her phone happened to be caught by him.

He solemnly demanded, "Fighting during an internship? Both of you, in my office."

It was enough to scare anyone off. Jean did not attempt to struggle. Even though this youthful trainer was her ex-classmate, given the situation she could only accept any incoming disciplinary action. Brittany was absolutely upset at this point.

She had an outstanding design and was confident in her chances; however, now that Jean had revealed her past, she was almost assured to be out of the game.

With that, Brittany rushed before Jean to enter the room.

"I'm going in first!"

Before Jean could respond, she dashed in and slammed the door shut.

Jean lips twitched as she stood motionlessly outside. People were willing to go to extreme depths for the sake of success.

However, they often chose the wrong target.

Jean could already imagine what Brittany may come up with in attempt to sway Xander; if it was anyone else, they may have gotten their way.

However, it was Xander...