Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 429

Chapter 429

As soon as Sherry Summer returned to the apartment, she received a call from Mrs. Summer. She eased her mood, "Mom, if there anything else I need, I'll be right there."

"You don't need to come, your dad has already gone to the company to check the accounts. You should think about it carefully, how to explain to him. You made a public stance by investing two million in that company"

Sherry pursed her lips tightly and slumped down on the sofa.

She explained frantically, "Mother, listen to me, it's not what you think.I did it so that Pinnacle can enter the domestic market: "What right do you have to do this? The company made you the vice president, but you should know in your heart that you are not worthy of that position at all! If it wasn't for the marriage with Royden, would I let you return to New York as the vice president?"

The tension in Sherry's mind was displaced.

"Pack up your things, and you will go abroad for me tomorrow"

Then, the phone was hung up.

Sherry clutched her phone, unable to recover it for a long time.

Edgar is ruthless; he doesn't leave anyone a way out.

"It's just that you think you can get rid of me like this. What I want is the property of the entire Pinnacle, and no one can stop me."

Sherry stood by the window, took out her mobile phone, and dialed Edbert's number.

After Layla was discharged from the hospital, she accepted interviews with reporters to publicly announce that she would quit for a period of recuperation. She may return to the design circle in the future. But now she wants to rest temporarily, and she didn't say much about the fact that she terminated the contract with JD.

When the reporters tried to ask about her recent situation with Sean Regan, Layla Taylor gravely, "I have never dated him before.If there is anything, it is because I am unrequitedly in love with him, but it is all over now.I will never give my feelings to that kind of person again."

For a while, Sean was blocked by reporters and couldn't get out.

He also contacted Sadie Shephard and asked her to send someone to deal with it, but Sadie didn't answer his request directly and only said that he wanted him to continue competing.

Sean roared angrily, "Can I still compete now? If Jean runs out and says that the design is hers, wouldn't I be a joke?!"

Sadie has served enough of this kind of young master, "Why are you angry at me? If you have the ability, you can talk to Jean yourself.

As long as she can sign a contract with JD, there is still room for resolution in this matter.

No matter how he thinks about it, Sean feels that this method was feasible.

He immediately went to Jean's house, only to replace that the location was reclusive.

Thinking of the rumors he had heard before, he casually went to the roadside flower shop to buy a bunch of flowers and knocked on the door. Originally, Jean wasn't keen on uninvited guests.

But seeing the flowers in Sean Regan's hand, she dialed the number of the security room in the villa area and pressed the door open.

People like them must be dealt with head-on so as not to leave future troubles.

"Jean, are you okay? I've read the news and heard that you're going to retire too.I think it's a pity. Otherwise, come back to the design studio with me!" Sean Regan had a sincere tone.

There was also a smile on his face, looking so gentle and friendly in the sun.

"That's not necessary anymore." Jean replied coldly.

Sean Regan stopped moving briefly.

No one picked up the flower when his hand carrying it paused in midair.

When he gave it back, he looked dejected. He leaned over.

"Is there anyone else in the house?"

Jean looked over defensively.

Sean immediately explained, "I want to have a good chat with you about design, I don't know. Can I go in and talk about it?"

"Let's talk here."

Jean had a tough attitude and had already turned on the recording button in her pocket.

"Oh.He lowered his head and put the flowers on the ground. He took another step up the steps. Jean frowned over the lack of security guards at her premise. She looked at the door. The man took out a pair of gloves from his pocket and put them on. When he looked up at Jean, his eyes were full of malice.

His voice dropped a few octaves, "I heard that you had visited Layla Taylor.What did you two say in the ward?"

"None of your business."

Jean felt a shift in his demeanor. My intuitions were right.

Sean Regan is the big bad here. He puts up a polite front, but...

Suddenly, he took a few steps forward and knocked Jean into the house.

He grabbed her with both hands and kicked the door close.

There was ruthlessness in his eyes, "Impossible, she loved me. There was a misunderstanding that I liked you, sure, but she wouldn't say good things about me"

As he spoke, his grip became stronger.

At that moment, Jean felt that her shoulder was about to be crushed.

"You madman.Let go"

'Crack'

During the dispute between the two, the mobile phone in Jean's pocket fell to the ground.

"Are you still recording? Ha, it seems that you really know everything."

Sean made a sharp noise with his tongue and pushed Jean aside.

With a step, he shattered the phone into pieces.

"No..."

Jean stared at the man in front of him. She thought he would be terrifying, but he was completely insane.

"Oh, by the way, are you waiting for the security here? No need to wait. They're busy looking for a supposed missing child"

As Sean scanned the living room, probably looking for a camera.

While watching, he took off his gloves and approached Jean. He knelt slowly and stretched out his hand towards her cheek. "Hands off!"

Panicked, Jean reached out to the vase and threw it. But Sean dodged easily. He turned his head; his eyes became more ruthless.

"Ahl"

He slapped Jean with his palm.

The impact disorientated her.

"Why do you think Layla Taylor, a proud woman; gasped Sean.

"Would you surrender to me?"

He took out his phone and played a video.

"Women are so fussy about reputation, besides" he crooned.

"a divorced woman like you, would not want to be spotted without clothes.No?"

"You bastard!"

Jean threatened, "Come near me, and I'll make your life a living hell"

"Don't be mean. Maybe after a while, you'll like the attention?"

He leaned down, "I've checked. You and your ex-husband have been divorced for a long time, and you must be lonely too."