Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 352

Chapter 352 Turning Down the Partnership

Andy had noticed Edgar, who was standing on the second floor, as soon as he walked in. When Gigi was speaking to him, he deliberately leaned closer so that others would think that they had an immensely affectionate relationship.

"I'll do it. Don't worry." The sultry air wafted into Gigi's ears. She smiled bashfully and walked into the main hall of the banquet.

The corners of Andy's lips curved in a pleased manner. He glanced at the second floor in a provoking manner, but Edgar and Nathan had already left. Andy jeered silently.

"Wait and see. All your women will fall into my hands." He walked around the main hall of the banquet and happened to see Jean head to the washroom at the back. He put down his champagne flute and caught up with her.

Jean had given out six name cards in half an hour. It was more than she had expected. She planned to eat a little before leaving so as not to meet Edgar again.

"You look so pleased with your success recently, Ms. Eyer." Andy was waiting outside the washroom. There was a trace of an unruly and unrestrained smile on his face.

When Jean heard his voice, she had her guard up. She turned to leave.

"But there's no use of you doing as such. With Edgar around, Eyer Group will never make it. Don't tell me you've forgotten how Royden Group beat Eyer Group down in the past. Even if you hand out tens and thousands of your name cards, you won't be able to get a single project without Royden Group's permission."

Andy walked up to her. There was a malicious and devious tone in his voice.

"Work with me. I can help you bring down Edgar."

"Who said that I want to bring down Edgar?"

Jean glanced at him coldly. "I'm warning you. I'm going to get a lawyer and sue you if you slander me again."

Andy had been on the receiving end of Jean's sharp tongue before.

At that moment, he wasn't surprised. In fact, he doubled down on pestering her.

The corridor was a little narrow. He took a few steps forward, and Jean had nowhere to turn.

"Step aside."

"In such a situation, I don't have to listen to your instructions." Andy suddenly went close to her, and his voice was deep. "Edgar can't let go of you. Have you ever thought about how the best revenge isn't for you to work hard, but rather... look for someone he hates the most and approach them instead?"

"Despicable!"

Jean raised her hand and was going to slap Andy.

But the man had expected it. He turned his head and avoided it.

His smile deepened. "Think about it, Jean. Otherwise, we can give it a go."

He had a repulsive tone.

Jean gritted her teeth and glared at him. "If you come any closer, I will shout for everyone to come here."

The world was only in such chaos because of scum like this.

"Do it." Andy didn't care at all.

But before he could lay a finger on Jean, he was dragged away to a door at the side by two bodyguards in shades.

There was a slightly unfamiliar figure on the other end of the corridor.

"Are you alright?" Hugo wrinkled his brows and looked at her. His eyes were deep.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Mason." Jean quickly resumed her cool manner.

Hugo looked at her for a while and wanted to ask her something. He was just about to speak when he swallowed his words.

"I think the food in front looks pretty good. Do you want to try it, Mr. Mason?"

She had thrown the unhappy matter to the back of her mind in an instant. Was she heartless, or was she magnanimous?

It was evident that she wasn't either.

Because he watched as she locked the door at the side and told the security at the front that she had lost her bracelet. She also told them to look out for any strange person who was trying to blend in. "Was that the vice president of Royden Group?" Hugo asked in the end.

He rarely concerned himself with other people's private affairs of his own accord, what more a person he had just gotten to know.

Jean came to her senses. Hugo had just returned to the domestic market not too long ago. He didn't quite understand certain things in the business circle.

And from the looks of it, he didn't seem like the type of person to listen to gossip.

Jean ate while she said, "Perhaps he is. I haven't been paying too much attention to news about Royden Group."

She had still been closely following the news about Royden Group the previous week, but she was preparing for the partnership with Ranford International recently. She didn't have the strength even when she was interested, so she didn't pay attention to hearsay.

She might have been the only person who was enjoying the delicacies earnestly in the entire ballroom.

While she was chewing, her gaze was fixed on the tower of treats next to her, and she forgot about everything else.

Hugo coughed lightly and pushed forward the hot coffee next to him.

Jean happened to be feeling stuffy. She couldn't help but feel like he was quite a nice person. He looked cold, but in reality, he was mature and considerate. She nodded slightly to express her thanks as she picked up the coffee to take a sip.

It tasted pretty good.

It was strong but just right.

"This tastes pretty good." Jean picked up the cup and wanted to pour herself another cup, but when she looked around, she couldn't replace a coffee machine.

She looked at the man next to her suspiciously.

Hugo handed her a napkin and conveniently took away the coffee cup in her hand.

"I brought this." As soon as Hugo said it, he felt that it wasn't quite right, so he continued at once, "My daughter always wants to drink hot water when she goes out, so I always..."

"Your daughter is so lucky to have such a considerate dad like you." Jean's eyes flashed a little. "Now I know why those rich daughters had their eyes on you as soon as you walked in." Hugo was startled.

His expression darkened a little.

"I have something else to do, so I'll be leaving, Mr. Mason. See you next time." Jean lifted the hem of her dress and rushed out of the door.

Upon looking at the empty coffee cup on the table, there was a sliver of a smile between Hugo's thin lips.

"I never imagined that I could meet such an interesting person."

Someone walked over from the side. "A blossoming rose only looks pretty, but in actuality, it is full of thorns. If you get close to it, it will scratch your fingers." There was a glass of red wine in Edgar's hands. There was a tone of warning in his voice, and he sounded awfully dangerous.

"Mr. Royden."

Hugo glanced in the direction of Jean and took a bold guess, "Could she be your ex-wife?"

The sharpness between Edgar's brows intensified.

"Yes."

Before Hugo could say anything, he saw Gigi chase after Edgar from the floor above in a dainty and coy manner.

She was about to drape herself all over Edgar's arm.

"Edgar, I've been looking for you for a long time. Can you come and get some air with me outside? I'm feeling very stuffy."

Her voice was more buttery than the fresh cream cake on the table.

Hugo shook his head in exasperation. "As it turns out, people's tastes really change."

Edgar secretly clenched his fist and stared in the direction of the door.

A scream was heard, and everyone stared in that direction.

"What are you doing? Didn't you watch where you were going?" A rich lady, who was dressed exquisitely, shouted at a server.

And next to the server, the hem of Jean's dress was also soaked in champagne.

The guests around them pointed as they looked in that direction.

"What's going on?"

"It seems like the server spilled red wine on Mrs. Harper's dress. How unlucky. It's clear that the gown is of a considerable amount." The server apologized continuously.

But Mrs. Harper was very finicky and scolded him sharply. "What's the point of apologizing? Do you know how expensive this dress is?" Jean continued looking down and wiping the hem of her dress.

The server was so panicked that he was about to cry. "I'm really very sorry!"

"I said that apologizing is pointless!"

Jean threw away the napkin in her hand. Her good mood was completely ruined. "How noisy."