Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 367

Chapter 367 No Way Around It Even if You're Reluctant

Jean was reluctant when she heard it. But if she left now, she thought of visiting Mr. Rocher's company and learning from him the next day. If she rushed over tomorrow, she was afraid that she would be too late and would miss a good opportunity.

She looked like she had a lot on her mind. Edgar couldn't help but take another look at her. "Stop looking." Nathan nudged Edgar with his elbow. He said softly, "I'll help to cover you. Have some restraint." Edgar restrained his expression a little.

Zenith could also sense that Jean wasn't feeling quite right, so he slowed his footsteps down. "Jeannie, you should know full well how important Royden Group's position is in this industry. And he made it happen all on his own."

"... Yes, I understand." She had researched Royden Group much earlier to get her revenge.

Before Edgar established Royden Group, the company was mud, but he transformed it into an unrivaled, top-rate company in just a few short years.

It was undeniable that he was an expert in this field.

This was also the reason that what Edgar said held so much weight and could make half of Yorktown go into a frenzy.

"Then why did you seek far and neglect what lay close at hand? Why did you come and look for an old geezer like me?" Zenith narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "Those who want to achieve big things can't be bothered about trivial matters. Good businesspeople won't be entangled in personal grudges. You can achieve great things if you are determined."

Achieve great things with determination?

This kept swirling around in Jean's mind.

Yes. Edgar was determined. He was so determined that he could marry me under pretenses, then infiltrate Eyer Group with his power. That was also how he could make Ranford International leave the industry overnight.

Jean clenched her fist tightly. Everything that she resisted was feelings that Edgar had abandoned to win.

She wasn't as determined as he was in that regard.

Jean pursed the corner of her lips and caught up.

In the tearoom, Zenith intentionally or unintentionally asked about Royden Group's plans for investment at the beginning of the next year. In reality, he did it so that Jean could learn more. Edgar had his guard up in the beginning.

But seeing Jean waiting earnestly, his heart suddenly softened, and he offered up two projects that he had his eye on.

Nathan, who was listening at the side, was baffled.

He laughed dryly as he poured tea for Edgar, hinting at him to stop.

This is classified industry information!

But he's talking about it so casually?

"You're amazing indeed, Mr. Royden. It seems like we should retire." Zenith lifted his teacup and shook his head sorrowfully. He seemed to have suddenly thought of something. "I have to make a call, so I'll be going back to my room now. Please go ahead."

He could only help Jean out so much.

At that moment, Jean was still digesting what Edgar had said. She looked down and fiddled with her cell phone. There were certain parts that she couldn't remember, so she typed them in her notes. She only knew that Mr. Rocher was leaving. She wasn't sure when Nathan had left.

A voice rang from beside her. "You have to consider the investment methods of rival companies. For example, here..."

He reached his hand out and took Jean's cell phone from her, editing the inaccurate information.

"No, I..." Jean wanted to stop him, but the serious side profile of the man came into view.

In an instant, it was as though her heart fluttered a little.

She only came to her senses after quite some time.

Edgar returned her cell phone to her. There was a cold expression deep in his eyes. "Is there anything else you don't understand?"

Jean coughed awkwardly. She took a sip of tea at once to hide her discomfort and her guilty conscience. She was eavesdropping openly. If she were exposed, she would feel embarrassed no matter how shameless she was.

She kept saying that she wanted to overtake Royden Group and become their rival, but here she was, stealthily learning investment techniques from him.

Seeing her sneaky ways, the man in front of her suddenly smiled. His smile deepened.

"I think."

He massaged the bridge of his nose. His voice was deep and pleasant as he said, "I think that this industry is a little dry for you. It's not like the design industry, where you can do whatever you want. But if you like it, no one will stop you."

Jean raised her head blankly to look at him.

She never thought that he had such meticulous thoughts.

For the past few days, she had been tormented by the matter. Although she was motivated, such things were too difficult for her to understand.

Indeed, it was unlike design...

Jean hung her head. It was as though he saw everything of her. She didn't like that feeling.

"I'll take you to the guest room." He lifted his hand and looked at his wristwatch. "It's late."

He came to look for Nathan often and was familiar with Knox Residence. He seemed like the owner of the house as he walked ahead.

"Is this room alright?"

He opened the door with his right hand and looked at Jean.

"Anything is fine." Jean dodged him and walked past him. The first thing she did was shut the door.

Edgar looked at the closed door in front of him. A trace of disappointment flickered across his brows.

He had other things to say, but it seemed like she didn't want to hear them.

The man walked away as Jean leaned back against the door. Her restless feelings could finally calm down.

She said that she didn't want to depend on him for help, but...

She held her cell phone tightly and was lost in thought for a long time before she fell asleep.

The next morning, Zenith greeted Jean with breakfast. "Eat up. I'll take you around the company in the morning, so I don't know what time it'll be when we're done in the afternoon." "Alright. Thank you, Mr. Rocher."

Jean gobbled down her breakfast

Jensen drove the car over after that. "Let's go, Dad. Everything is prepared."

Before Jean left, she heard the servants mumbling, "It seems like Mr. Royden hasn't left. Let's prepare breakfast."

She immediately quickened her steps and got into Jensen's car.

When Edgar came out of his room, they had already left.

Nathan sat waiting for him in the dining room. He said in bewilderment, "I thought that you would follow along."

"What is there to see about the Jensen family's company?" He didn't need to learn from others.

"Aren't you worried that Jensen would continue pursuing Jean?" Nathan poured a cup of black coffee for him. "My uncle likes Jean and has always wanted her to be his daughter-in-law. The female classmate that Jensen impregnated has left. Perhaps... he's in a favorable position now."

Just as Nathan had expected, Edgar's expression turned cold in an instant after he heard it.

Nathan held back his laughter.

"Someone has to plan. Otherwise, she's either going to be a stepmother or be my uncle's daughter-in-law."

Edgar threw him a cold glance.

Nathan said at once, "I've said too much. I'll eat, and I won't say anymore."

The man held his cup of black coffee. He couldn't help but admit that even though Nathan was joking, what he said wasn't impossible.

Furthermore...

He held the handle of the cup as his expression darkened.

As Jean went with Zenith to his company, she realized that her worldview had been too narrow and shallow. There was so much that she had yet to learn.

"Jay, take Jeannie around. I have to stop by my office."

Jensen agreed and pressed the elevator button. "Let's go."