Chapter 213 An Overdue Compensation
His sudden enraged manner intimidated the board members. They slowly hung their heads and didn’t dare make a sound.
Only Bryce spoke as he was armed with experience from working in the business world for many years. “Mr. Royden, it was for the good of the company. Your personal matters with the Eyer family should not influence the development of the company.” “When did I ask for your advice?”
In an instant, the rage that he emitted engulfed all of them. Some board members were afraid, so they laughed as they tried to smooth things over. “Mr. Royden, Mr. Hart didn’t mean that. Your position in the company is absolute.”
“That’s right. Mr. Hart only wanted to give that girl some advice. We never thought that it would turn out like this.” “Miles,” Edgar called out.
Miles immediately brought a few managers in before counting out ten account statements and report files. Then, he handed it over to the board members.
“Mr. Royden has made plans from the beginning. The partnership with Eyer Group wasn’t an impulsive decision. Your rude and ignorant actions left Mr. Royden with no choice but to mitigate the relationship with Reece Group and make the company suffer damages.”
“What!” A few of the board members were speechless. That was not what they had intended to do. “What Mr. Shaw told us back then…”
Before they could finish, Edgar threw them a vicious glare. “Who makes the decisions in Royden Group?” “You, sir! Of course, it’s you, sir.”
The board members immediately hung their heads. They didn’t care about their reputation and repeatedly promised, “We won’t interfere anymore from today onwards. Please forgive us, Mr. Royden.”
Bryce didn’t want to bend his head down, but he was forced by one of the board members near him. Edgar’s cold gaze swept past them before signaling to Miles.
Miles pulled the door open. “Everyone, Mr. Royden just came back from a business trip, and he needs to rest. You may leave.” “Yes, yes. We won’t disturb Mr. Royden.”
They rushed out. When the door shut, Edgar slowly closed his eyes. He hadn’t slept in a day in order rush back. If it weren’t for those old men causing trouble, he wouldn’t have lost so much. There came knocking from the outside.
Edbert’s secretary walked in with a smile. “Mr. Royden, these are concert tickets from Mr. Edbert. He means to tell you that your work schedule is too tight. You should take some time to relax. You can go watch the concert with Ms. Reece.”
The secretary put the tickets on the desk before leaving silently.
Edgar wrinkled his brow. Gigi never liked things like that. Moreover, he didn’t want to watch the concert with her.
Looking at the tagline on the tickets, he vaguely recalled Jean liking that band a lot.
By the time Edgar was done with matters at the office, and he got back to the villa, it was past dinnertime.
He walked through the door and heard Jean and Susan talking happily about something in the kitchen.
But when they heard the sound of Edgar’s footsteps, they immediately stopped.
Jean put her cup down and went back to her room.
The man’s eyes flashed. He never expected Jean to have such a nonchalant response. He would have felt better even if she had made a scene.
Susan rushed to speak. “Mr. Royden, should I heat up some food for you?”
Edgar nodded indifferently. “What did she do after coming back?”
“The same as always. She read and made some food with me in the kitchen. Ms. Eyer baked the bread in the oven,” Susan said as she prepared his food.
He inhaled. There was a faint aroma of bread in the air. She was extremely at ease in the villa.
He didn’t see Jean again for the whole night.
The next morning when he woke up, Susan was bringing Jean’s breakfast to her room.
Edgar came out from the study room. Before he could even see a corner of her clothes, the door of her room was shut.
The coldness between his brows intensified.
Susan turned around to see Edgar standing there and was startled. “Mr. Royden, are you looking for Ms. Eyer?”
“No,” Edgar said before taking quick steps down the stairs.
He knew that Jean wasn’t avoiding him, but that she didn’t want to see him because she hated him.
It made him very uncomfortable.
He put on his coat at the door and suddenly felt the concert tickets in his pocket. He put them on the table. “If she wants to go, get the driver to send her.”
Jean came out of her room after hearing the sound of a car drive away.
“The oatmeal this morning was delicious, Susan. Thank you.” Jean had mentioned in passing that she liked it. She never imagined that Susan would remember and make it for her.
Jean was a lot more innocent than Edgar thought.
She would find a way to repay someone if they treated her well.
“As long as you like it.” Susan smiled as she walked over. “That’s right, Ms. Eyer. This is what Mr. Royden left behind before he left. Do you want to go?”
Susan felt that this was Edgar’s way of apologizing.
Jean wasn’t interested until she saw the name of the band.
She hesitated.
“Susan, why don’t you go with me?”
“I don’t know these things. I don’t want to go.”
Looking at the two tickets, Jean’s eyes darkened.
She recalled a time before she was married. She had invited Edgar to a concert, but he had stood her up.
This was overdue compensation. How irritating.
Holding the two tickets, Jean said, “Since it’s free, it’ll be a waste to not go.”
Furthermore, the tickets were VIP tickets.
Jean hesitated for a moment before calling Ben. There were some things she wanted to say to him in person.
At seven at night, Edgar’s driver sent Jean to the venue of the concert.
“Ms. Eyer, I’ll wait for you here until the concert ends.”
Jean replied, “Mm.”
She knew that she couldn’t escape. As long as Edgar said the word, she would be found even if she ran to the ends of the earth.
Instead of doing that, she would rather enjoy herself at the villa.
Ben was waiting at the entrance. Seeing her, he walked over with a face full of worry. “Gigi is out of the hospital. Did she make things difficult for you?”
Jean smiled as she shook her head. “She’s a high and mighty daughter who has been pampered and spoiled since young. What can she do to me? If I can’t beat her, won’t I run away instead?”
Although she did in fact endure two slaps.
But compared to the pain she inflicted on Gigi, it was nothing.
Looking at the unconcerned expression on Jean’s face, his eyes sank. Jean used to be cherished by everyone, but now…
“Alright, it’s about time. Let’s head in.” Jean wrapped herself in her coat. She was freezing.
Ben followed. He attentively took off his coat and draped it across her shoulders.
The two of them walked side by side into the concert hall.
There was a black limousine parked not far away. The man in the car witnessed the scene.
Good, very good.
She was going on a date with Ben with the concert tickets from him?
