Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 155 Aren’t You Worried That I’ll Poison You?

At that moment, her words pierced Ben’s heart. “Just leave. There’s no way you can help me.” Jean’s voice was

filled with coldness. Forcing himself to remain rational, Ben stared at her for quite some while before standing up

slowly and humming in response.

After that, he left the office resolutely. With her head lowered, Jean was depressed and did not dare to watch him

leave.

When Edgar returned, she shot a fierce glare at him and snarled, “Are you happy now? Go and revoke your

unreasonable request from the auto racing committee immediately and ask them to give Ben a fair chance, or I’ll

expose your deeds to the media!”

Edgar curled his lips frostily and stared fixedly at Jean. Jean was highly strung, but Edgar’s half smile made her even

more flustered. It was as if she would never be able to defeat him.

At once, Jean was overwhelmed by an unprecedented sense of frustration as she felt like Edgar had her wrapped

around his finger. “Also, I’ll never enter Royden Group. I don’t wish to see your face every day!”

With that, Jean walked away directly. She just couldn’t accept Edgar to be in all parts of her life! Moments later,

Miles knocked on the door. “Mr. Royden, your video conference is about to start soon.”

Only then did Edgar retract his gaze and focus on the laptop screen, Jean wandered along the street for a while

before heading back to her apartment, but she was informed that her rental agreement was ended, and all her

belongings were sent to a new address, that was Edgar’s villa.

The landlord even gleefully attempted to glean information from Jean. “Did you find a rich boyfriend? I saw many

suit-clad men come to help you move yesterday. They look so cool!”

Jean merely denied the landlord’s speculation and strode away hurriedly.

When she returned to the villa, Susan was occupied in the kitchen while Gigi was nowhere to be seen. Her new

room was ready with all her belongings placed in it. The room was right next to the master bedroom.

At once, Jean was driven up the wall.

She was so infuriated that she dashed to the kitchen and blurted, “Susan, I’ll prepare dinner tonight.”

Susan, who was preparing the ingredients, was startled to hear that. “Please let me help you then.”

Jean shook her head. “It’s okay, I can manage it on my own. Go and get some rest.”

She planned to give Edgar a huge ‘surprise’ so that he knew she was not a pushover.

Susan was worried when she perceived Jean’s fuming look, but Edgar had commanded her to allow Jean to do

whatever she wanted in this house. So, she walked out of the kitchen without saying anything else.

However, the moment Jean took over the apron from Susan, the picture that was kept in one of Edgar’s books

suddenly flashed through her mind.

The woman in the picture, who kept short hair, resembled Susan in appearance. Could that woman be Susan at her

younger age?

Jean pondered upon the matter while putting on the apron.

…

Meanwhile, in Star Media’s dressing room, Gigi was complaining non-stop. “Why do I have to put up with this? God

knows how Jean bewitched Edgar that he is so obsessed with her!”

When Winnie came to send Gigi lunch, she listened to her babbling and chimed in occasionally.

“Have some food first, Gigi. You have to take good care of this child. This child is very important to you.”

Of course, Gigi was aware of that, but she couldn’t help freaking out at the thought of Jean’s words the other day.

She was so disturbed that she couldn’t even properly hold the bowl Winnie passed to her, causing the bowl to

shatter on the ground, and the food spilled all over.

“Can’t you be more careful? How can you let go of the bowl before I hold it properly? Even the servants at home

can do things better than you!” Gigi scolded Winnie angrily.

She had never deemed her as her stepmother. Instead, she treated her like a servant and ordered her about.

Coldness flashed through Winnie’s eyes but disappeared immediately.

She bent down and mumbled, “I’ll clear it up.”

Linda felt sorry for Winnie, so she went up to Gigi and talked to her about the dinner appointment at night to avert

her attention.

“Both Director Lewis and Director Lee will attend the dinner tonight. You should grab the opportunity. The movie will

be released by the time you give birth to your child. If you manage to get the role of the supporting actress in this

movie, you’ll be able to make a comeback smoothly by then.”

Gigi was disturbed at the mention of making a comeback.

Although she yearned to marry Edgar and enter the Royden family, she didn’t want to give up her acting career.

“Linda, I’m pregnant now. Will they agree to cast me in the movie?” Gigi mumbled sulkily while looking at her

slightly plump face in the mirror.

Now, she doubted if she had become pregnant at the right time.

“As long as you perform well, I think it should be fine. Do you remember Director Lee gave you hints several times

last time? I’m sure he’ll agree if you butter him up.”

Listening to the conversation, Winnie asked, “Gigi, what dinner appointment is that? Do you need to inform Edgar

beforehand?”

Although Winnie was not familiar with showbiz, she had come across more men than Gigi, so she was well aware of

what could possibly happen at a social event as such.

Those men wouldn’t care if Gigi was pregnant.

If things went out of control, the consequences would be dire when Edgar found out about it.

“That’s none of your business. My dad stayed out again these few days, didn’t he? You can’t even keep an eye on

your own man. Who are you to meddle with my affair?” Gigi scowled and walked out of the room.

At night, Edgar received a message from Susan while he was on the way back to the villa after the meeting ended.

‘Sir, what time will you be back? There’s only Miss Eyer at home now. She has been bustling around the kitchen for

almost two hours. She said she’ll prepare dinner, but I can feel that she’s not in a good mood.’

With his eyes darkened, he ordered the driver, “Speed up.”

Jean’s preparing dinner? Will the food be edible?

He shook his head in resignation. He knew that woman would do something to vent her anger.

With that thought, Edgar wasn’t expecting much as he walked up the stairs, but the delicious smell of food wafted

into his nose the moment he opened the door.

In contrast to Susan’s exquisite cooking, the dinner prepared by Jean was grand.

The appearance and variations of the dishes were that of a high-class hotel’s standard.

Not only that, all the dishes were Edgar’s favorite dishes. After taking off his coat, he walked straight to the dining

room. Just as he took the cutleries and was about to taste the food, a clear voice halted him.

“What are you doing?”

As soon as Edgar turned his head, Jean snatched the cutleries away from him.

There are two sets of cutleries on the table. Did I misunderstand something?

“Dinner is ready, Susan. Come and try these dishes I made especially for you.”

“Huh?” Before Susan could regain her composure, Jean dragged her to the dining hall and forcefully made her sit

on the chair.

Jean and Susan were sitting across from each other. There were no extra cutleries on the table, so Edgar was left

at the side with a gloomy look.

This is my villa, yet I don’t even have the right to eat dinner now?

“Jean Eyer.”

Jean muttered while chewing the food, “Do you really want to eat the food I prepared? Aren’t you worried that I’ll

poison you?”