Edgar’s Relentless Pursue for The Love of His Life

Chapter 85 Fearless Jean didn't expect to see Edgar in the car. If his wedding ceremony went well this morning, he should be staying with Gigi at home now. What is he doing here?

Jean frowned while looking at the man in the car. She couldn't believe what would happen if she got in the car then. "Mr. Royden, why are you here?" She forced a smile and yawned, "I'm very tired today. If you don't mind, I'll..." Contents belong Edgar got impatient, and he said in a hoarse voice. "The police have started to investigate Carls' car accident. Do you want to be prosecuted?"

Jean was shocked. So fast? It seemed that Sam had no power to stop the news from spreading. Although Jean couldn't figure out Edgar's purpose for coming here, she still got into his car. The perfume in his car smelled nice. Jean vaguely remembered that Edgar hated this smell in the past.

Edgar seemed to be a different person. Or maybe, I have never truly gotten to know him. Jean narrowed her eyes and explained, "I'm not guilty. I just don't want to be slandered by others."

Edgar chuckled. Jean's heart was beating fast. Jean knew that Edgar had no evidence of her being involved in the accident. So, she reminded herself not to spill the beans herself!

Edgar looked at her determined face and tapped his fingers on his knees. After a few seconds, he said coldly, "The Royden Group initially didn't want to cooperate with the Reece Group, so I'm here to thank you for all the fuss you made. I didn't waste a tiny bit of effort to get things done." Jean was stunned. How come...

Losing the chance to cooperate with the Royden family was equivalent to losing half of their net profit. Sam would never have given up the chance to cooperate with the Royden family.

The most important thing was that unilateral termination of the contract would inevitably damage the company's reputation. Edgar had always valued his company's reputation, so he should be apprehensive about getting rid of the Reece family.

Edgar said slowly. He was observing Jean's movement.

"Is this result different from what you expected?" Edgar grabbed her wrist and warned her. "I no longer have patience with you."

He didn't kill her just because of that pendant.

After all, she was Gary's daughter. So, he had no sympathy for her at all.

He clenched his wrists and stared murderously at Jean.

However, Jean instantly changed her expression. She shoved Edgar's hand away, "Who are you trying to scare? Call the police and arrest me if you have evidence that the car accident was caused by me."

The determined look on Jean's face shocked Edgar.

He let go of Jean's hand.

Although Jean had been one of bored indifference, she had never stared so coldly at him.

The two of them stared coldly at each other. Jean then rolled her eyes at Edgar impatiently, "If you have nothing else to say, please open the door. I'm not as free as you."

Edgar had no choice but to instruct the driver.

After the driver unlocked the car, Jean immediately got out of the car and walked away without looking back.

She quickly ran upstairs and opened the door as fast as she could. She then quietly stood by the window and looked downstairs. Luckily, Edgar has left.

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She clenched her fists tightly, trying to recall what had just happened. She then slapped her thigh and said, "Good for you, Jean. Just treat him the same way when you see him next time!"

Jean just had to fight for herself.

She opened the refrigerator and finished a can of coke. She then hummed a song while going into the bathroom. A few minutes later, she had forgotten about her conversations with the nasty Edgar.

A week later...

All interns and designers were eligible to participate in MON & Co.'s jewellery design competition.

Jean went to the company with a notebook in her hand, only to find out that everyone was bringing a tablet with them. They sat together in groups of three to five people.

Jean went early in the morning, but she still couldn't get a seat.

Luckily, Sally had helped her reserve a seat, "Jean, this way!"

Jean quickly rushed over and began asking around about the design competition's topic, only to realize that no one had any idea about it.

"We've been here since five in the morning, but until now, we have no single clue of the competition format."

"I only got one information. The preliminary round result will come out today." Sally took a quick glance at the people in the hall and sighed in frustration.

There are at least hundreds of designers here, but only twenty of us will be qualified for the finals.

It will be a tough match.

However, MON & Co. was one of the best design companies in their town. No matter how cruel the competition was, there would always be that one person who would fight their best to get the spot.

"I heard that several chief designers would be the judge of our design competition. Plus, I heard a VIP is the sponsor of this design competition."

Jean wore her Bluetooth ear pods while the others were gossiping about the competition.

"All players, you may enter the arena now." Anna called out the names of all the participants one by one. She obviously changed her tone when she called Jean.

Anna also treated Jean better than usual.

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"Please be careful of the stairs in front." Anna gently reminded.

Jean was surprised by her unusual behaviour.

"Number ninety-eight."

Jean sat down with her bag in her hands. There were a total of one hundred participants.

She took a deep breath and looked at the person in front of nt of her. Her heart was beating fast. She felt as if she was sitting for an exam.

Since all the participants were splitted into two rooms, there should be more than one judge.

Monica was discharged from the hospital yesterday. If she was the judge, Jean would probably be less ETT. nervous.

Jean prayed silently in her heart.

I really need this opportunity!

'Squeak'.

The door was pushed open. A slender woman walked in. Monica was coughing, but she still looked beautiful. She waved to all the participants and greeted, "Good morning, everyone."

Yes!

Jean clenched her fists in excitement.

It seems that God really listened to my prayer. But the next second, she went deathly pale.

The special judge who came with Monica was none other than her dumb ex-

husband, Edgar.