Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 294

Chapter 294 Not Giving Up Any Chance

But his response obviously had a different meaning. Jean increased her pace and chased after them. "Uncle, one of them is my father. He has passed away."

The old man stopped for a moment. But he immediately picked up his pace. "I've told you already. I've never seen him. Neither do I know him!"

Jean did not give up. "I came here alone. I don't have any money with me. Can you please help me?" The old man stopped walking after a few steps. He turned around and looked at Jean. He let out a slow sigh. "My neighbor has a hotel. You can go have a look at it if you don't mind." "Great, thanks!" Jean smiled and quickened her pace so she could keep up with the old man. She held the old man's arm and asked gently, "You've stayed here for a very long time, haven't you?"

The old man was still wary of her. He did not answer her question.

He left right after he brought her to the hotel.

Jean eventually inquired about the name of the old man from the hotel owner and found out that his name was Paul Jevin.

"Did he injure his leg before?" Jean tried hard to obtain more information about the old man.

The hotel boss looked at Jean and asked, "Who are you? Why are you asking so much? I don't attend to customers like you. You should leave if you don't intend to stay here." "No, no. Mr. Jevin saved me just now. I wish to thank him." Jean quickly passed over her identification documents.

The hotel owner nodded because Jean seemed kind and well-behaved.

"Paul was injured when he went to the cities in his younger days. He received some amount of money as compensation, so he came back to town for retirement."

The hotel was small. There were only five rooms.

After Jean was brought to her room, she was relieved to replace it quite clean.

But there wasn't any kettle in the hotel room. So when she went downstairs to ask the boss, she met Edgar and Miles on the first floor.

"We have only one room left. I don't think the both of you can squeeze in it, can you?

Miles glanced at Edgar silently.

Edgar's eyes darkened. He spotted Jean coming down the stairs from the corner of his eye. He replied quietly, "We will take that room."

Jean frowned. She turned around and left.

She did not expect Edgar to grab her by her wrist.

"What a coincidence, Miss Eyer."

Jean was still displeased with their earlier bouts, so she did not want to see him. She shook her wrist twice.

When the hotel owner saw this, he stepped forward and spoke firmly, "Who are you? Why are you bullying a little girl? This isn't something anyone would expect from a well-dressed person like you. Don't you dare have any evil thoughts, or I'll call the police to arrest you."

Jean quickly escaped and hid behind him.

She knew for sure now that the people in this town had a strong sense of justice.

She smiled triumphantly. But she relented and explained to the hotel owner. "I know them."

However, the hotel owner still reprimanded them a bit.

It was the first time Jean saw someone dare reprimand Edgar.

She went back to her room, satisfied. She washed her hair. It was dark and raining outside.

The hotel building was old, so the sound of the raindrops hitting the window panes was loud. It sounded as if she was sleeping on the streets.

Jean tossed and turned as she could not fall asleep. In the end, she decided to get up and walk around downstairs.

As soon as Jean arrived on the first floor, she heard people talking.

"No wonder the first time I saw you, I felt..."

Was it Mr. Jevin?

Jean increased her pace. She saw Edgar sitting with Mr. Jevin at the tea table. They looked as if they knew each other.

"That was ages ago! I think you were just this tall when I last saw you." Mr. Jevin smiled affectionately.

Jean stood in the shadows behind the stairs and listened quietly.

It turned out that Mr. Jevin could smile happily.

"I did not expect that you would move back here and change your name too." Edgar sounded a little sad.

"Sigh. I couldn't stay in the city any more after what happened back then. I lost my legs too, so I have to stay here as my retirement plan." Mr. Jevin smiled bitterly. "Your father would've been so proud to see you grow up so well."

Jean held the stair railing and frowned.

She was so engrossed in listening to their conversation that she did not notice her footing.

Suddenly, she accidentally stepped onto an old creaky board on the stairs. It was loud enough that anybody around could have heard it.

"Who is that?"

Edgar turned around quickly, but there was no one at the stairs.

Mr. Jevin leaned forward and looked. "This is an old house. It's normal to hear some strange noises."

Edgar frowned slightly. He walked around, sat down, and took out a card. "This is to show some little appreciation from me. Please take it."

"How can I accept this? You've already sponsored a school and done a huge deed for this town. I can't take your money." Mr. Jevin waved his hand.

"Don't worry. I won't ask you about what happened in the past. This money means nothing to me."

He placed his card down, then headed upstairs.

He stopped for a while when he reached the outside of Jean's room.

He stared at the door with a complicated look in his eyes. He was sure that someone was at the stairs just now. Miles definitely wouldn't do that. Only one person would.

He raised his hand to knock on the door.

But he took back his hand after a moment of hesitation. She would know about some things sooner or later.

The next day.

Jean went straight to Mr. Jevin's house as soon as she woke up, just to replace out that he had gone out to attend the school's opening ceremony.

Jean hesitated for a bit.

That school was sponsored by the Royden Group. So Edgar will surely be there.

She walked out of Mr. Jevin's house reluctantly. When she raised her head once more, she spotted Edgar's car heading towards her.

He wound down his car window and gave her a meaningful glance.

"Get in."

Jean did not answer him. She continued to walk on.

Edgar did not give up. He spoke coldly, "Eyer Group cannot afford to take project Plan A. But there is still a chance if you work with me. What do you think?"

"You cannot fight me even if you work with Ben Ludwig."

"I can put an end to your project with just a few phone calls. Do you want to see Eyer Group go bankrupt once more?" Indeed, it was no mere threat. Edgar was powerful enough to command people to do his bidding with a lift of his finger.

Jean's face turned cold. "Edgar, I have the ability to do it myself. You don't have to threaten me."

"Ability? By stealing information about Royden Group from my room? Is that what you call ability?"

A tinge of disappointment flashed across his eyes.

He thought that she would at least use a smarter method.

Jean gritted her teeth. "Wasn't this how you treated my father? Do you really believe me to be ignorant of the fact that all of the development plans for Royden Group have become similar to the Eyer Group's since our marriage? After Eyer Group went bankrupt, you took away all of its market shares. Everything you have now belongs to the Eyer family.

The man's face darkened. There was anger in his voice. "So that's what you think."

He ordered the driver to start driving with a cold voice.

Jean stood alone at the side of the street. She watched as his car left her sight. She did not feel happy after speaking her thoughts. Instead, she was left with mixed feelings that she could not put words to. Why didn't he explain himself?

What did he mean?

No, she could not be wrong. They were all facts.

Jean gritted her teeth, and headed to Hope Elementary School, determined.

When she arrived, Edgar was already surrounded by the town's residents. They were all praising him and thanking him.

"Mr. Royden, if it wasn't for you, my son wouldn't have the opportunity to go to school. You are a kind Samaritan.”

"He is a philanthropist!"

"Thank you so much. Those who give will surely be more blessed than those who receive."

Jean stood in a distance. She sneered. Edgar? A philanthropist?