Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 292

Chapter 292 The First Step Towards Revenge

Jean didn't have much to pack. She changed her clothes and snuck out of the hospital. She made her way straight to the Eyer Residence. Brigid was shocked to see her. "Miss, did you come back alone?" She noticed the wound on Jean's forehead. "What did you do?" Jean smiled at her. "Brigid, I need you to fire everyone for me." "What?"

"I'm all on my own now. There's no need to keep so many people on just to take care of me. I'll support your decision if you choose to replace work elsewhere as well."

Brigid shook her head vehemently. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying here with you." "Then you'll just need to remember one thing. From now onwards, Edgar Royden is public enemy number one." Once she was in her room, she called Ben. "It's about done. I've leaked the news."

"Jean, have you really thought it through? Everything's pretty much settled on my end. This will be a major blow to Royden Group if we are successful. But Edgar will surely be affected as well." Ben wasn't afraid of doing it, he was more worried that this would come back to hurt Jean.

"It was bound to happen sooner or later." "Okay then. Leave it to me." Jean sighed, "Thanks, Ben. I'll make sure your family doesn't get dragged into this."

Ben frowned. "What nonsense!" "I'll treat you to a meal." Jean smiled.

Following that, she invited Rachel over. Jean handed her the project request documents and whatever information she had accumulated.

"Ready yourself. The company will launch the new project tomorrow." Rachel took the documents from Jean in surprise. "Ms. Eyer, we've never done this before. Our people might not be..."

"Don't concern yourself with this. I've hired a new department manager. She and her team will be joining us shortly." Jean had painstakingly prepared for this day to come.

She had to publicly announce this project before Royden Group had the chance to.

"Okay, Ms. Eyer. Leave it to me." Rachel collected all the documents and got to her feet. She suddenly thought of something and turned back around. "Ms. Eyer, what about Mr. Rocher?" Jensen had not been to work these few days.

Jean was aware and had prepared for this. "I'll handle it. Just focus on what you have to do."

Once Rachel had left, Jean also left via the backdoor, heading for Knox Residence.

She met Nathan as soon as she arrived at their entrance.

"Jean..." Nathan frowned when he saw her.

Instead of slowing down, Jean strode towards him. "I'm sure Edgar will tell you even if I don't, but I've regained my memories. I remember everything."

She made sure she was facing him. "I'm sure that it wasn't easy for you to look after me during this time."

She knew that Edgar didn't have many people he considered friends, and Nathan was one of his dearest friends.

Nathan was taken aback. "It was nothing." He shook his head earnestly.

"If you'll excuse me, I need to see Mr. Rocher." Jean went up the steps.

Nathan stood frozen. He frowned. Jean was like a completely different person. She was so cold and frigid.

He immediately called Edgar. "Edgar, has Jean recovered her memories?"

He continued talking to him while he drove to the hospital.

Jean sat waiting in the living room. She smirked to herself when she heard his car start up and drive off.

Jensen arrived just in time to catch that expression on her face. The air she had about her was different. He gathered himself. He had heard from Ben that Jean had planned everything.

He didn't think that behind Jean's gentle and kind demeanor was a cunning fox! Even Edgar had fallen for her schemes. Jensen frowned when he remembered the dodgy things he did.

"Did you come for revenge?"

Jean froze before laughing loudly, "Of course not. I came to see your father, Mr. Rocher. Meeting you is just a bonus."

Jensen felt the weight lift from his shoulders when he heard how she referred to his father.

"That's right. We're old family friends. I'm sure you understand what my intentions were no matter what I did."

Jean smiled without letting on to what she was thinking. "I want your company's project team." She delved straight in.

"What?"

Jensen was immediately going to refuse her.

To his horror, Jean showed up with blackmail material. She placed evidence upon evidence of him colluding with Royden Group's executives as well as proof that he was the one who spread rumors about them being in a relationship on the table.

"This is blackmail!" Jensen shifted his weight anxiously.

"I wonder what would happen if news of this got out. Do you think you'd be able to stay a celebrity? The excitement of your returning from your studies abroad would undoubtedly fade as well."

Jean took a sip of her coffee. She had proof backing her up. "Time is of the essence. I suggest you make a decision quickly."

Jensen finally understood what they said about a woman's scorn.

He didn't need to say a word. Jean knew by his expression that she had won.

She smirked. "Have them report for duty first thing in the morning. I'll match their salaries."

She was poaching them, not destroying their futures.

Jensen stared somberly at the evidence on the table and clenched his fists.

"Jean, did you know what I was doing all along? Instead of stopping me, you wanted me to do it?"

He had always thought they were going to end up together. Who knew that she was playing him all along.

Jean paused and looked at him. "You made the choice to do those things and gave me the means to blackmail you. You only have yourself to blame."

"You should be grateful that all I'm after is your project team. I'm being way more generous than Edgar."

Jensen trembled in fear. What else did she know?

He stared at her back and sighed. He chuckled bitterly, "And my dad wants me to marry you. Hah. You're already too much for me to handle now."

Zenith was reading in the study when he heard of Jean's arrival. His heart sank. He didn't know how to face her.

After all, Jensen had done so many unforgivable things toward her.

"Mr. Rocher. I've put everything between Jensen and I to rest. It's all water under the bridge now." Jean held onto the box. "I'll always see you as an uncle and a good friend of my father's."

Zenith's eyes filled with emotion. His voice shook. "My dear child, you're too generous and kind. Don't worry about Jensen. I've taught him a lesson. He'll never contact those horrible friends of his ever again."

Jean beamed at him. She wasn't worried about that.

"Mr. Rocher. I came because I needed your help. Do you recognize this bangle?"

She offered him the jewelry box.

"This is..."

Zenith was about to shake his head when he saw what was etched into the bangle.

"Doesn't this belong to your family?" He murmured to himself. "I think I saw your father wearing it before."