Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 539

Julia had no idea what Jean was planning. She assumed Jean was worried about Gigi and nodded in agreement.

"Leave this matter to me. You should focus on taking care of your pregnancy."

Jean initiated a response for the first time.

"Yes, thank you. Aunt Julia."

Julia did not notice anything strange. However, Edgar had a conflicted expression as he worked in the kitchen.

After George sent Edbert home that night, Edbert soon began to hear strange noises outside his house.

The noises went on for the whole night. There was no peace for him.

He planned to call George in the morning to check outside the house. However, as soon as he opened the door, he

saw funeral wreaths on the floor.

They were tossed in from the gate.

Edbert shouted furiously, "D*mn it! This has gone overboard!"

Unexpectedly, Jean came to visit him.

"Edbert, how are you doing for the past two days?" Jean stared at him with a cold smile.

Edbert narrowed his gaze.

He instinctively glanced behind her and made sure she came here alone. Then, Edbert leaned into his wheelchair

and reprimanded, "Your antics mean nothing to me. Do you have nothing better than this?" "Nope."

Jean had an indifferent expression and appeared calm. That made her even harder to read.

Previously, Jean ruined the plans Edbert had carefully set out. Now, she even showed up at his house. Even Edbert

could not figure out what she was thinking.

Is she going to drag me down with her?

She is pregnant with Edgar's baby. The baby shall be the future heir of Royden Group. She won't do something that

stupid.

"Stop scheming. I came here today to say hi. After all, you were my father's enemy." Jean looked at him mockingly.

"You live all your life shadowed by hatred.

Isn't it tiring?"

A breeze suddenly blew their way and fluttered the flower petals on the funeral wreaths.

The scene made the courtyard appear gloomy.

"Didn't you put so much effort into your act to obtain Royden Group?" Jean sneered. "Is a company worth

exhausting all of one’s life and effort?"

Edbert gripped the wheelchair handle. His expression darkened.

"What are you trying to say?" He started coughing.

"You recently finished surgery, and you don't even have anyone you can trust by your side. How pitiful is that?"

Jean's smile deepened.

Then, she continued, "Perhaps this is God's punishment for the murders you committed." "Stop spouting nonsense

before me. I will..." "I will make you pay the price. My father died in your hands. You also killed Sam and the dozen

or so villagers crushed under the rubble."

Although Sam's death was not worth grieving over, it was still a human life.

Edbert widened his eyes in shock. He had hidden it so well in the past decades and thought no one would discover

his dark deeds.

Anyone who knew these had long perished in the fire.

His expression turned stern, and he said furiously, "You can report to the police then. I never did such things." "No."

Edbert was surprised by her calm response.

"I will use another way to make you pay. Wait a little more. Your time of reckoning will be here soon." Jean turned

around and glanced at the funeral wreaths. "These are early gifts for your funeral."

" You! "

Edbert was stuck in a wheelchair. He did not have the speed to catch up with Jean.

He nearly fell off the steps as he tried to go after her in his wheelchair.

"Gary has been dead for so many years. What can his daughter do to me?"

Edbert's eyes flashed murderously.

Jean walked out of Edbert's house and soon entered Edgar's car, parked by the road. He immediately covered her

with a blanket and gave her a cup of warm water.

He appeared calm as usual.

Even though he could roughly guess what she wanted to say to Edbert, Edgar did not stop her.

Edbert had long exhausted any compassion Edgar had for the Royden family.

"You don't have to go to the company this afternoon if you don't want to. I can deal with it alone." Jean held the cup

and thought it would be easy to take the next step.

Previously, they hesitated for so long due to fear of hurting each other.

"It's okay. I will stay with you. Your well-being is important." Edgar turned the steering wheel.

They seemed to have grown closer. Jean was able to put down her guard and doubts. She even let her mind go

blank and occasionally glanced at his face and the scenery outside.

"If all these never happened, do you think we would still meet?"

He would never have married her if not for his hatred for the Eyer family.

Edgar grunted softly.

Jean could not help but feel a little disappointed. Then, she heard his solemn response. "I could have been spoiled

by my parents and become a playboy heir. My career would have been a mess. How could I hope to marry the

heiress of the Eyer family?"

Jean looked down and rubbed her fingers on the warm cup.

Her gaze flickered slightly. "It wouldn't be like that." "Does this mean you would still love me no matter who I am?"

The car continued to travel ahead. Jean lowered the window and hummed softly as the wind blew into the car.

There was already a crowd gathering at Royden Group's entrance. However, those were not reporters but business

partners who rushed over from other places.

"What is going on? Is there no person in charge who can come out and talk to us?"

Someone lost their patience and shouted furiously,

You have stalled us for too long. Is there no more integrity in this company? We want to see Edbert!"

Mr. Sullivan, I'm sorry. We have not received any instructions from above. Furthermore, Mr. Edbert is..."

The staff tried to explain, but the crowd heard another piece of news.

"It's no longer Mr. Edbert. Didn't he hand over his position to his daughter? The police detained her. How can your

company simply appoint someone as vice president? We demand to be given back our project rights and

compensated!"

Yes, they need to compensate us."

The directors received notification of a meeting and thought Edbert would show up to resolve the company's

trouble. However, they saw this scene as soon as they arrived.

Thus, they quickly ordered their drivers to turn around and enter Royden Group through the back door.

"Mr. Blanc, what's going on outside? Why are they blocking the company's entrance?" "If this spreads out, won't

Royden Group's reputation be ruined? Also, is Mr. Edgar not planning to get involved with company matters?"

John was anxious as he was unable to get in contact with Edbert.

I don't know either. Stop asking me!

Huh? Didn't you tell us that Mr. Edbert has made arrangements? That's why we didn't bother him at his house the

day before yesterday. We have been waiting for your updates all this while. You have better give us an explanation

now."

John grew anxious from their questions.

Why are you all asking me?"

His shouting made the other directors even more anxious.

It's you..."

They were all middle-aged men. Yet, they suddenly broke into a fight in the car park.

Edgar got out of the car and watched the fight from afar. He shook his head and said, "They started fighting

already? Should I call an ambulance? I'm concerned they will become severely hurt.