Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 146

Chapter 146 Safe and Sound

At half past seven in the evening that night, Edgar and Nathan went to Luminance Club. As soon as they entered, the manager welcomed them instantly.

"Mr. Royden, this way, please. While leading them inside, he added, "It's been a while since you last came here, Mr. Royden, so we specially prepared a few special dishes for you. Please give it a try." If it weren't for Myer, who invited him here several times, Edgar would not bother to come here.

Behind them, some people were quietly discussing, "That's Edgar, isn't it? Have you read the article? Both him and Gigi were chatting about bedroom affairs at the maternity ward. How explicit!" "Yet, they already failed to have a wedding twice. How... humiliating."

Edgar's face darkened as soon as he heard that, but Nathan was forcing back a smile. "I wonder who you have annoyed to play such tricks on you." Suppressing his anger, he retorted in a low voice, "Who else could it be?"

Apart from Jean, who would take such an action that is meaningless yet highly effective?

He had always been a person who was disdainful to explain everything, so the rumors got out of hand. Someone even said that he could not hold himself back and did it with Gigi in public.

It was very crude indeed! He took out his phone and saw a message from Miles. 'Mr. Royden, the news is already covered up, but..."

As he heard what Miles reported, his gaze became increasingly colder. "Continue to look for her."

"Yes, Mr. Royden." Clearly sensing that he got angry, Nathan asked quietly, "What's wrong?"

"Jean's missing." In the private room, Myer welcomed both of them warmly, not forgetting to shower praises to Edgar. "You are so young and talented, Mr. Royden. At your age, I was completely incapable of managing such a big company."

Regardless, Edgar merely pulled a long face and looked at his phone. He was not responsive at all.

Nathan quickly salvaged the situation by explaining, "I hope you don't mind, Mr. Ludwig. He has some things to settle, so let's go ahead and start first."

Myer merely smiled back. After all, he could not afford to step on the wrong side of Edgar.

At this moment, he received a call from Farra.

"Excuse me."

After picking it up and hearing what she had to say, he replied impatiently, "Perhaps her phone is out of battery. There's no need to panic. Ben will be having the operation tomorrow - that is more important. Why are you going out to replace her? My goodness!"

However, when he hung up, he clearly saw that Edgar's expression became even more aloof.

He froze, not understanding where he had gone wrong.

"Thanks for your kind intentions, Mr. Ludwig, but I can't stay any longer." With that, he got up to leave. The luxurious dishes meant nothing to him.

When he heard how the Ludwig family treated Jean, he could not stand being there for another second.

"What? Mr. Royden!" Myer wanted to go after him, but he was stopped by Nathan.

"Mr. Ludwig, the goods that you supplied to Royden Group previously seem to have some problems. Before discussing another collaboration, you should probably improve the management of your company. Let's not make things difficult for everyone."

Myer sighed helplessly and lowered his head to look at his phone, thinking that this was not the reason for Edgar's annoyance.

When Edgar walked out of the club, Miles was already waiting for him beside his car.

"Mr. Royden, we still can't contact Ms. Eyer, but we found her last location based on her phone signal."

"Let's go."

Zoe's apartment was dimly-lit.

She gritted her teeth as she looked at Jean, who tied her to a chair. "Let me go. Have you gone nuts?" Jean merely looked at her calmly.

"Why don't you drink this champagne? If you are still safe after ten minutes, I'll let you go and apologize."

Zoe's eyes widened just as Jean was about to force her to drink it.

"N-No!"

She struggled, but she still drank some of it.

Jean let go of her and took a few steps back as a precaution to keep a distance. Who knows what is in the champagne? Fortunately, I've learned some self-defense tricks from my friend back in prison, Blake. It's enough to deal with Zoe. Well, she also let her guard down, not noticing that I've already realized that something's off.

A few seconds later, Zoe started breathing heavily, and her face flushed red.

Looking at Jean, she begged in a low voice, "Please let me go. I'll tell you everything."

"There's no need for that."

Jean took out her phone and opened her cloud storage. "I'll send the contents of Sky's memory card to our work group."

She noticed that Zoe installed a signal blocker in the apartment, but she switched it off.

Zoe's eyes widened upon hearing that.

"All I did was just put something in your drink. I'm not going to do anything to you!" Zoe grumbled and started struggling again.

To her, her life would be over as soon as Jean posted it.

However, little did she know that she had crossed the wrong person; Jean was not a kind and soft-hearted person. She clearly understood that no one would be grateful for a soft-hearted person. Instead, people would step over the line.

Unless we remove the root cause, the problem will always happen.

"It's too late." With that, she pressed the send button without hesitation.

Right after that, someone knocked on the door, and Zoe immediately yelled, "I'm here!"

However, Jean slapped her across the cheeks as soon as she spoke.

Then, she held up a fish tank nearby with a ruthless expression in her eyes that showed that she was not joking.

Feeling the pain in her face, Zoe gritted her teeth, but she dared not utter another word.

Jean walked to the door and looked through the peephole. She froze for a few seconds before she slowly moved the door knob.

With a thud, the door was opened.

Zoe looked across expectantly, but she only saw an arm pulling Jean outside. It was a man's arm with a wrist watch that was worth hundreds of thousands, and he was also wearing an expensive suit. Followed by that, around a dozen bodyguards dressed in black charged into the room and searched through Zoe's apartment meticulously.

"There's nothing suspicious in here, Mr. Royden."

After hearing that, Edgar finally walked into the apartment with his right hand still holding Jean's wrists tightly, ignoring her struggles.

At this moment, the drugged champagne had finally taken effect on Zoe, who started convulsing.

Before she fainted, she said, "I'm sorry, Jean."

Edgar had a stony expression on his face as he looked at Jean, who looked healthy and energetic. She even had the energy to escape his grasp. "Why are you here?" she asked hostilely.

His gaze flickered for a moment before he replied, "If I'm not here, I will miss such an interesting scene."

Kicking the champagne glass on the floor, he shot a cold glance at her. "Not only do you know about racing, you even know how to kidnap other people?"