Chapter 101 Easy Peasy

Royden Group was the hospital's biggest shareholder. Thus, no one could disobey him. Although the hospital director was shocked by Miles' instruction, he still nodded. "Understood! Don't worry. I will get it done now."

After Miles hung up, the hospital director rushed to the ward and made Xander Quade leave the hospital.

"How can you do this to my son? He is a VIP patient in this hospital, and he hasn't fully recovered!" Mrs. Quade shouted agitatedly.

But no matter how she scolded the hospital staff, they stood firm on their grounds. "I'm sorry. You can't stay in this hospital."

Xander changed out of his hospital gown. He had a cold expression as he pushed open the hospital's main door to leave.

On the other hand, Mrs. Quade still wanted to argue with the hospital staff. Thus, Xander grabbed hold of her and said, "Mom, don't you understand? Someone instructed them to do this." "Who? Who dares to go against our family?" Mrs. Quade was bursting with fury. "I'll call your father now and tell him to punish that b*tch, Jean."

Mrs. Quade saw that Jean and Ben were close at the Ludwigs' birthday banquet.

But the Ludwigs businesses were on a similar level to the Quade family.

Thus, Ben would not have enough power to go against the Quade family.

Mrs. Quade was furious as she called her husband to complain and exaggerated what had happened.

Since Xander was their only son, Mr. Quade was furious to hear what was done to Xander.

"I understand. You should bring Xander home first. Let me deal with this. I'm curious to see who this b*stard is!"

Mr. Quade proceeded to plan how he could cause trouble in the hospital.

However, the manager of the marketing department rushed in and said, "Mr. Quade, bad news. Royden Group offered a higher price, causing a few of our business partners to jump over to Royden Group. They even paid the fine for breaching the contract."

"What?"

"They rather pay a fine for breaching the contract to distance themselves from us!"

Mr. Quade slammed his hands on the table. "Edgar, you crazy b*

stard! Can Royden Group afford that many supplies?"

"I heard Royden Group cleared two batches of goods from the warehouse yesterday and left us in desperate need of supply. Furthermore, they seem to target us deliberately. The business partner's manager told me that Royden Group specifically asked for Quade Group's supply."

Mr. Quade felt a sudden discomfort in his chest.

He was elderly and could not bear to get too upset.

"What is their reason?"

"I asked people from Royden Group and was told it was a special order from the president." The manager wiped the sweat from his brow before continuing, "Mr. Quade, I'm afraid we need to figure out a way soon."

Mr. Quade sat slumped in his chair. His mind turned busily.

He suddenly recalled his conversation with his wife. "No way..."

Is Edgar willing to go through so much trouble for that woman?

"Quick, help me contact someone in Royden Group. I need to meet Edgar Royden."

It took less than a day for the upper-class circle to replace out that Jean had beaten up Xander.

Many people waited to see Jean being humiliated. However, they were left disappointed because the Quade family did not do anything. Instead, it was rumored that Xander took a long leave to recuperate at home.

Thus, no one dared to discuss anything concerning Jean in public.

Winnie and Gigi heard about the matter from Sam. They reacted with different expressions, but both were shocked.

"The Quade family doesn't dare to do anything to Jean?" Gigi snorted angrily. "What a bunch of useless fools."

Sam took a bite of his food and reminded, "You can try to ask Edgar about it. His company made drastic moves recently and took advantage of the situation to oppress the Quade family. I'm not sure whether it is a coincidence."

"It must be a coincidence! Don't tell me Edgar is helping Jean?" Annoyance appeared in Gigi's usually charming demeanor.

After dinner, she rushed out of the house and traveled to Ludwig Residence. Why is Farra so slow?

Meanwhile, Winnie was helping Sam with his bath when she received a call from Jean.

She glanced at the caller ID and closed the door in a panic.

Jean's cold voice sounded on the phone. "The sum is incorrect."

It was supposed to be five million, but the sum Winnie transferred was missing a zero at the end.

She had only transferred five hundred thousand.

Winnie explained urgently, "Jeannie, please give me more time. I don't have that much money. You know the situation in the Reece family, so you should know I'm not doing well here too."

"Is that so? Didn't you go to an international department store with Gigi yesterday?" Jean scrolled the photos on her phone.

She bought them at a cheap price from the paparazzi.

Gigi was not very popular, so the paparazzi could not be bothered to chase after her. She was only newsworthy when she was with Edgar.

Thus, Jean easily got her hands on the photos.

"I had no choice but to go. Jeannie, please give me a bit more time." Winnie softened her voice as she feared Sam would hear her from the bathroom.

At the same time, she did not dare to ignore Jean's call.

She feared Jean would expose her ugly past to Sam and Gigi.

After wrecking her brain, Winnie had an idea. "Please give me a month. I will pay you all the money latest by the end of one month, okay? Jeannie, please understand my situation." Jean wanted to laugh at Winnie's words.

She rolled her eyes and replied, "That won't do, Winnie. While I understand your situation, my creditors are not so forgiving. Three days. I can only give you another three days." Jean hung up right after saying that.

Winnie must be desperate right now. I believe she will rush to sell jewelry and gifts Sam gave her.

Let's wait a little more.

The following day, Jean went to the photo session site early. It was in a private villa on the outskirts. Aveline Magazine rented it for two months for the photo session. Jean got ready to move the furniture in as Zoe Hadly had instructed.

However, she came to the villa to replace a row of large containers. Jean couldn't move the things inside alone. Even if there were five men to help her, it would still take considerable time and energy. "You're here by yourself?" The mover frowned. "We have told your company a long time ago that there are many things, and we don't have time to help you move them in. You figure out what to do yourself." The movers were too busy with other tasks to help her.

Jean weighed on what the mover said and sighed. Although she managed to get rid of Xander, she could not escape the trap he dug for her.

However, before she could come up with a solution, she received a call from Zoe. Zoe ordered the instant Jean picked up the call, "The photo session is about to begin. You need to move the furniture in as soon as possible."

"But..."

Zoe hung up without waiting for Jean to speak.

Jean took a deep breath.

These people are merciless. What should I do?

Jean glanced at her surroundings and noticed a construction site nearby. She ran to it quickly.

At the same time, a few male models had gotten ready and stood waiting in the studio. Linda brought Gigi to the doorway and pleaded with Fred Lance, the assistant director.

"Please let Gigi model for the photo session too. It doesn't matter if you decide not to use her photos in the end!" Linda pulled out a card and stuffed it into Fred's hand.

"This... It's not that I don't want to help you, but Director Quince is the lead director. You must have heard how bad-tempered he is. I really can't help you this time." Fred shook his head.

"If there is no other way, can you let Gigi accompany the other models in the photo session? Later, I will introduce you to more of my company's new artists to you. They are all gorgeous." Then, Linda lowered her tone. "Furthermore, Mr. Royden might be coming here later. I believe you won't want to anger him with such a minor matter."

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