Edgar’s Relentless Pursue for The Love of His Life

Chapter 383 Chapter 383 Concerned About Her Secret The waiter answered with a smile, "I'm sorry, sir. I didn't notice where they have gone to." Edgar's expression darkened. He turned around and was about to head to the private rooms when Nathan stopped him. "What are you going to do if you find them? If you cause a scene, it will be humiliating for everyone." Edgar's expression turned hostile. Nathan pulled Edgar with all his strength and dragged him out of the nightclub. Meanwhile, Ben and Jean stood beside the second-floor staircase and watched Edgar being pulled away.

Ben said, "He still doesn't trust you." If Edgar truly loved her, he would not have followed her here. He was busy working in the study room when she left. Yet, he suddenly appeared and nearly started a fight.

Jean's eyes flickered with resignation. When she decided to save everything, she expected it would not be easy to trick Edgar. His cautiousness and vigilance were his weapons.

"Jean, please stop while you still have the chance." Ben was worried for her. If everything is exposed, what will Edgar do to Jean? That man is arrogant and conceited. He would never accept any deception or betrayal.

The music began again, thrumming in one's ears and stirring one's heartbeat. Jean's lips slowly curved into a smile. "I only wish to pay him back for all he had done to me." Edgar frowned and watched her turn around and walk backstage. "I want to see Sam's new lover." Since she could not control Edbert, she needed to find her escape. Ben stood still and sighed. "You still can't let him go."All content is Nôvel.Org.

Jean sneaked into the dressing room and soon found Carly Harlem, the lead dancer, who was seeing Sam. She was curling her hair and smoking a cigarette as she flirted with someone on the phone.

She noticed Jean walking toward her and watched her closely. Carly soon looked to the other side. "All right then, I'll go find you later." Then, she put down her phone and looked at Jean. "Looking for someone? The men's changing room is that side." It was not uncommon for a wealthy woman to chere searching for a male companion. Carly was long used to it.

Jean did not move but said calmly, "I'm here to see you." Carly was stunned and stood leaning against the wall. Her smile becmore apparent as she said, "Stop playing around. I'm not..." "Sam has been pursuing you recently, right?” Jean's words caused Carly's face to turn pale. "I don't know what you're talking about." Carly was about to close the door on Jean, but Jean stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, dragging her away. "I have a business offer that you would be interested in." "Oh, a business offer? I'm expensive. I don't think you can afford me.” But her eyes brightened with interest.

Jean said calmly, "If you work with me, I will give you half of the Reece family's assets. I believe you have an idea about how much he has." Although Reece Group was not doing well recently, Sam had still done business for many years and had many connections in the business world. Therefore, he had plenty of fixed assets under his name.

Carly had long known about this.

However, she did not plan to marry him. Even if Sam liked her, he would never let her have any of his properties. Thus, Carly only planned to play him and get herself a few expensive handbags.

She began to consider the possibilities as she listened to Jean.

"This is not a conducive place to talk. Let's go somewhere else." Meanwhile, Edgar returned to his house. His thoughts and emotions were a mess.

Nathan was worried about him and stayed to have a few drinks with him.

It was now late at night. Edgar leaned on the couch and could not stop thinking about Jean's words and how she looked at him. He wondered if they were all lies.

He felt unexplainable anger burning in his chest. His expression darkened intimidatingly.

I'm an idiot. I shouldn't have trusted her.

Nathan put down his wine glass and froze when he saw Edgar's murderous gaze. He swallowed the wine in his mouth. “It's too early for you to be angry. It would be best if you had a good talk with her tomorrow. It's not what it seems." "Yes, smatters are not as simple as they seem." Nathan did not know what to say and shook his head helplessly. Edgar was furious and would not listen to any sense.

As he was about to persuade Edgar, the doorbell rang.

It's late. Who can it be? He opened the door and found Gigi standing there. She adjusted her fur coat and chuckled, "Mr. Knox, you're here." She carried containers of food and walked into the house. Her high heels made clicking noises on the floor.

She had never been here since Edgar kicked her out of this house.

Furthermore, her feelings were no longer the sas she looked at Edgar sitting on the couch.

"Mr. Royden, let's have a chat." Gigi took a few steps forward. "I believe you are curious about who confined you at the harbor." Her words stunned the two men.

She knows?

Gigi was aware of their astonished gazes, but she calmly placed the soup and other fooshe had brought on the table. "Don't look atlike that. I only happened to cacross a few secrets." "Mr. Knox, Edgar would like to speak alone with me." Gigi noticed the faint alcohol smell in the air as soon as she walked in. She also saw the empty wine glasses on the table.

Thus, she did not have to ask to know that Edgar was frustrated over the matter with Jean. She needed to grab this chance.

Therefore, she smiled even more cheerfully at the man who had always been cold toward her. She needed to win and make them all pay the price.

Nathan was stunned and glanced at Edgar. Seeing his gaze, he immediately grabbed his coat and left.

Gigi and Edgar were the only ones left in the spacious living room.

Gigi smiled. "Please have ssoup and casserole." She behaved so caringly that she seemed completely different from the spoiled brat she was.

Furthermore, she did not even mind Edgar behaving indifferently toward her. "I know you don't wish to see me, and I won't force you to do anything. Moreover, I've said this before. We need to have a good talk so that things are not difficult for the three of us." She kept bringing up Jean now and then, allowing her words to manipulate Edgar's emotions.

"Get to the point. Who did it?" Edgar's expression darkened. He was not in the mood to go around in circles with her.

Jean observed his expression and smiled. "You should eat scasserole first. Let's have a chat." Then, she got up and cleared the empty wine bottles.

At the stime, Jean had just arrived at her house. Before she could go in, she received an e-mail in French shah the ind.et website on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality. 'Gigi is at Edgar's house. Are you not going?' Jean looked at those words and tightened her grip on her phone.

Edbert knew their every move as if he had placed a surveillance camera on each of them. Furthermore, he had them in the palm of his hand.

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