Chapter 350 Unable to Compromise
“You said it yourself; I didn’t enjoy it in the past, but people tend to change. I do enjoy food now.” Jean didn’t want to argue with him, “Please move back; I want to shut the gate.”
Edgar knew the difference between liking from loathing. He got upset by the coldness in her eyes. He was going to say something to her, but he was reminded of Nathan’s advice. Then, he deliberately held his tongue and said, “There is an event tomorrow night. Come with me.”
“No fu*king way.” “Don’t you want the project from Royden Group? Is it a no go now?” He knew her too well to tackle her quirk and attitude.
All Jean cared about right now was to restore the Eyer family and its Empire. Then, he should flow along with her intention.
Jean remained silent.
“You should be aware that your vocation in restoring Eyer Group would be much easier and smoother with me to spearheading for you.” As he said this, he couldn’t help but let slip the disconcertment on his face, “I’ll send someone to pick you up tomorrow.”
He rendered his intention before he left her house.
Jean glared in the direction of his disappearing car furiously.
Was that all he wanted to tell her after waiting for her for so many hours?
“What a psychopath.”
Jean went into her house and found out that Edgar was indeed crazy.
Because the event he mentioned just now was an award ceremony for the exemplary contributor organized by the Chambers of Commerce and Trade Association, he was the winner of the award for the past three years. Although the trophy wasn’t crafted with high gold content, the ceremony itself was highly selective with its guests. Only the most prestigious in Yorktown were invited.
It was impossible for someone to acquire a pass to the event through money.
To top the exclusivity, only the prestigious elites with a spectacular business network would be on the guest list. Some politicians would also be invited to the ceremony.
This year, even the affluent Ludwig family wasn’t invited to the event.
Jean took a staggered gasp.
Go. She must go to the award ceremony.
She had to take this opportunity to widen her network to alleviate Eyer Group’s development and influence.
Early the next morning.
Edgar had someone to deliver ten luxurious and custom-made evening dresses to Jean.
Looking at all the beautiful evening dresses, Jean was flabbergasted. She looked at Rachel with her puppy-dog eyes, “Which one looks better?”
Rachel sighed and shook her head at Edgar’s boring and old-fashioned aesthetics, “Ms. Eyer, how about I rent a dress for you?”
Jean couldn’t help laughing when she saw Rachel’s hopeless and awkward expression.
“These dresses are too corny. Look at that dress. The hems are inlaid with diamonds. And these… these dresses are outrageously old-fashioned.”
Jean rubbed her chin in contemplation.
“Hmm…”
She tilted her head and said to the person who delivered the dresses, “Take them all away. Tell Edgar I will go to the event with him, but these dresses are unnecessary.”
“But this is Mr. Royden’s thoughtful attempt. Maybe you’d want to take one more look and see which one fits better?”
Jean rubbed her temples, “If he insists on making me look so cheesy and corny, then I won’t go.”
Having heard that, the person quickly left with the dresses.
Jean could finally enjoy some peace again.
Jean looked up a gown rental service on her phone.
“A friend of mine runs this boutique. Go there and get a simple dress for me.”
Her sole intention to attend the event was to expand her network, not for the occasion. So, why should she bother to doll up in cheesy couture dresses?
“Sure, Ms. Eyer. I’ll go right away.”
Rachel heeded Jean’s request and embarked on an expedition looking for a simple and decent evening dress. Meanwhile, Jean got to have some shut-eye for an hour before the event.
Little did she expect she would see Gigi at her door instead of Rachel.
As soon as Jean opened her door, she was stupefied to see Gigi kneeling before her.
“Jean, I beg you. Please give me Edgar.”
Give?
Jean’s first reaction was to close the door. Gigi was being unreasonable and absurd because Edgar didn’t belong to her!
Jean had told Gigi off before this. Yet the latter was still being relentless and continued pestering her.
“Please, just listen to me first. Would you?”
Gigi sniveled like a crybaby and refused to let go of the door.
She held onto the doorknob with all her might, “That night, my dad drugged and sent me to that dodgy place. He asked me to sleep with that old crumbly Mr. Vice.”
Gigi said while sobbing uncontrollably, “I have no one and nowhere to turn to now. I will kill myself and the baby if Edgar refuses to take me in.”
It was difficult for Jean to believe that Gigi still cared about her baby.
Jean couldn’t help but feel sorry for the child.
From the get-go, the child was only a bargaining chip for Gigi to use as leverage and blackmail Edgar and Andy.
Jean felt apathetic looking at her crying face.
“Why would you come to me? What’s the point of you telling me this?” Jean rebuked coldly, “You are responsible for everything that has happened to you. I can’t help you.”
“You can!”
Gigi crawled towards her and grabbed her ankles desperately, “Edgar only cares about you. He will listen and do whatever you ask him to do.”
Jean pursed her lips, “I won’t help you.”
Then, Jean slammed the door close and left Gigi outside her house.
“Please, Jean. Please help me. I really don’t want to sleep with those old men anymore!”
The once beautiful and arrogant Gigi was gone. The Gigi now was a pathetic and desperate woman.
Hearing her weeping outside her house, Jean felt a little perturbed.
Gigi saw that there was no response from Jean.
She bit her lower lip resentfully and walked out Eyer Residence, abashed and infuriated. A car stopped a few steps away from her.
“Ms. Reece, Mr. Edbert asked me to pick you up.”
Gigi wiped away her tears and got into the car.
Then, she gave Edbert a call.
“Uncle Edbert, I failed. Jean wouldn’t let me into her house at all. What else should I do?”
On the other end, Edbert sneered, “The driver will take you to that place to meet them. At that time, you just need to…”
Gigi hung up her phone, and her eyes were filled with hatred and sheer hostility.
“You refused to help me, so don’t blame me, Jean.”
After half an hour, Edgar’s driver came to pick Jean up at her house.
She saw Edgar inside the car when she opened the car door. They looked at each other, and Jean furrowed.
Reluctance was clearly displayed on her face.
Edgar turned his head away and looked out of the window, “I’m already very kind to offer myself as your ticket to tonight’s event. Your disdain toward me is uncalled for.”
“Well, what to do? There will be fools who like to be used. Can’t blame me at all.”
Jean chuckled and faked a smile on her face.
“And it’s good for both of us to stay away from each other.”
Edgar hadn’t announced to the public that his marriage with Gigi had been called off.
It was inevitable for people to gossip about them if they saw Jean show up at the event as his plus one.
The man was taken aback, “If you mind, I can…”
“I do mind, indeed. But what can I do about it? You never cared about my feelings at all. Don’t you?” Jean said stolidly.
It was a matter of fact.
Her distant and cold aura was intimidating and intriguing at the same time. It invoked people’s desire to protect her but felt dejected at the same time.
