Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 420

Chapter 420

After all, Edgar's gaze would become threatening whenever a male contestant was nice to Jean.

Therefore, Miles shook his head and immediately left to carry out Edgar's instructions. He did not want to lose his job.

Meanwhile, the competition entered the final stage.

There were only two groups left.

As such, there were six contestants.

On the final day, the contestant received notification that the last round would be individual fashion shows.

The first-place winner would be able to collaborate with Kalel's studio and work on the fashion week showcase next month.

Jean looked at the paper in her hand and mumbled, "At least he keeps his promise."

Sean glanced at her face and asked gently, "Is something making you happy today?" Then, he deliberately leaned closer to Jean and pushed a glass of water toward her. "The competition will end soon. You should take care of your health"

The nearby contestants watched them in secret.

Sean had been exceptionally caring to Jean for the past few days.

It was to the extent that everyone thought he was pursuing her.

Although Jean did not express any interest in him, people believed no woman would refuse a handsome and kind man like Sean.

Layla sat at the side and sneered as she watched them.

Jean looked up and met Layla's hateful gaze.

She sighed in resignation.

"Thank you.I'll be heading to the dining hall."

"Me too.I'm hungry. Let's go together."

Sean was not the least dissuaded by her attempt to avoid him. He quickly caught up with her.

Layla bit her lower lip.

"Jean, I will never let you replace me.Never!"

There were only three hours left before the final round of the competition.

All contestants returned to their workrooms, but Jean stayed in hers.

"Argh!"

A scream sounded from the corridor.

Jean accidentally pushed the pencil tip into the paper too hard and tore it.

Then, she heard shouts and commotions outside.

"What should we do? Someone, call the ambulance!"

Jean opened the door and found Layla unconscious on the floor.

Her workroom showed signs of fights and looting. Her clothes were also stained with color pigments and blood.

Furthermore, blood pooled under her slender wrist.

The pool of blood was a shocking sight.

Sean was the last to come out of his workroom.

He saw the scene and cursed, "D*mn it."

Only Jean, who was the closest, heard him.

"We will arrange for people to send her to the hospital. Everyone, please return to your workrooms."

The staff rushed over to control the situation.

"I think I saw someone entering Layla's workroom just now!"

The person's words caused everyone to instantly look at Jean and Sean.

Sean's expression turned cold.

"Why are you all looking at me? Are you saying that I used a knife to..."

At this moment, the staff noticed that the knife used to cut Layla's wrist was indeed Sean's. It was specially made for him and was easily recognizable.

"My goodness!"

"What's going on here?"

Kalel and a few judges rushed over.

Their expressions turned stern upon seeing the scene.

"Call the police.Someone call the police now. Everyone has to be investigated"

Sherry stood beside Kalel and added, "Everyone, please cooperate with the investigation. The competition shall be postponed. After all, someone's life is in grave danger" "Yes, Ms.Summer is right. Everyone has to cooperate."

No one expected such an incident at a fashion design competition.

Jean had no choice but to put down her pencil and let the police officer lead her into the police car.

After people rushed about, the whole building became quiet again.

In the next few hours, Jean and the other contestants were questioned by the police.

Among the contestants, Jean was the only one known to argue with Layla. Her suspicion was second only to Sean's.

"Ms.Eyer, please confirm your statement is correct and sign at the bottom."

Jean was already familiar with such procedures. She sighed tiredly.

"Can I leave now?"

"Not yet. You need to wait for the test result."

The door opened and closed again.

Jean was left alone in the room.

The dim light shone on her tired face.

At this moment, Edgar was asked to go to the police station as he was one of the investors in the competition.

When he got out of the car, Sherry was waiting for him at the entrance.

"You probably already know that Jean is one of the key suspects in this incident."

Sherry looked concerned.

"Moreover, I heard she's not in good condition and even argued with the police just now."

"She?"

Edgar did not believe her.

"You know how much she cares about this competition. Due to the incident, the completion has to be postponed, so she must be frustrated. You should go check on her."

Her every word sounded like she was concerned about Jean.

Edgar looked at her briefly before saying, "This matter has nothing to do with you."

Sherry retorted immediately, "Must you think so badly of me?"

Then, she left and walked away in her high heels.

At the same time, Edgar entered an elevator.

Jean had not been able to sleep for a few days. She sprawled over the table and gradually fell asleep. She vaguely heard someone calling her name. She opened her eyes sleepily and saw Edgar standing before her.

There was also a man dressed like a lawyer beside him.

"Ms.Eyer, you can leave now"

However, Jean did not seem to hear those words but focused her gaze on Edgar's face.

"Why are you here?"

"If I don't come here, will you be able to leave?"

He pursed his lips.

At the same time, his expression softened slightly.

"Let's go. You haven't had dinner, right?"

Jean shook her head.

"I'm not going anywhere until the police complete the investigation."

Since Edgar could enter here to bring her out, it meant he had pulled some strings.

Jean did nothing wrong and was not afraid of being investigated.

Furthermore, she would become a target of criticism if she were to leave now.

Edgar leaned forward and looked at her.

"Let's talk in the car.Jean shook her head again. A designer from Jolie Design Company was gravely wounded. The incident would cause an uproar throughout the fashion design field. Any contestants dragged into this incident would replace it hard to clear themselves of it. It would be especially hard for someone like Jean, who was already involved in many unfavorable rumors.

But Jean was determined to clear her name.

Otherwise, all the hardship she suffered recently would be in vain.

"Layla is arrogant and disliked by many. She cares about winning this competition, so she would never harm herself to garner pity."

Someone must have hurt her.

Jean looked down.

"Did the camera not film anything?"

The lawyer beside Edgar adjusted his glasses and said, "There were signal problems, and the two cameras nearest the crime scene were charging, so.."

"What a strange coincidence"

Jean was determined not to leave.

The lawyer said softly, "Mr.Royden, we should leave first. There will be more people later."

"Get up."

But Jean refused to move.

Suddenly, she was lifted from her chair and carried over Edgar's shoulders.

"You...Let me down!"

"I've told you. We will talk in the car."

He strode out of the room.

There were already reporters blocking the corridor.

Miles rushed over from the backdoor.

"Mr.Royden, please use the backdoor"

Jean hit Edgar's back repeatedly.

"Put me down"

Edgar had a sudden idea.

"Since many people are here, let's show them how close we are."

Before Jean could react, he had already carried her toward the main door.

Numerous reporters gathered there.

"Edgar, are you insane?"