Edgar and His Destined Wife

Chapter 96 Make Her Disappear from Yorktown

Ben kept the frown on his face and showed no signs of compromise.

But Ally managed to keep her composure as she said softly, “Then I’ll make my way over there.”

She then walked toward Farra with poise for a birthday wish – and more importantly, an extravagant jade necklace

as a gift.

“Thank you Ally, I love this so much, come, put this on for me.” Farra smiled approvingly as she held onto Ally’s

hands firmly.

She made it clear to the public eye that the Ludwigs would take no one else as their daughter-in-law.

There were people who started staring empathically at Jean, who was standing next to Ben at this point.

She had gone from being a figure of envy to rock bottom in hardly a few months.

Ben tried his best to control his temper as he turned to Jean with a reassuring tone, “Come with me, I’m here, Mom

won’t do anything…”

“Ben, I’m not well, excuse me please,” Jean squeezed a smile, “thanks for the invitation, I’ve had enough to eat,

and I don’t think it’s appropriate for me to stay any longer.”

It had been too long since she had last attended a banquet like this, and she had enough self-awareness to not

allow herself to be a laughingstock.

Ben became anxious, “Sorry, I didn’t know it’d turn out like this. Please let me make it up to you okay?”

Jean headed straight for the exit without turning back.

There was no point for her to stay back and face being the talking point for the wrong reasons.

She made her way pass the crowd and caught a glance of Gigi’s hands wrapped around Edgar’s arm as the pair

handed their gift to Farra.

“Mr. and Mrs. Royden, thank you both.”

Farra beamed brightly, and she raised her voice just loud enough to rub it in Jean’s face.

The nerves you have for attending my birthday banquet as my son’s partner.

Farra could not forget the way Jean looked when she refused her money. She was adamant that Jean was a

hypocrite, preying on her son as she coveted their money.

Gigi could not hold her smile after hearing that she was addressed as Mrs. Royden.

She started small talking with Farra, as if she belonged to the wealthy circle.

Meanwhile, showing no intention to flatter the Ludwigs, Edgar stood with his arms crossed. He was too busy

focusing on the other side of the room, where Jean was.

Finally, he shifted his feet subconsciously and ran after her.

Dark had fallen, and it was raining by the time he was outside.

Jean had her back to him, looking to wave down a cab and leave the place. They were in the center of a luxurious

suburb, and it would be a long walk before she would find a set of taillights, let alone a cab.

Hanging her head low, she looked down at her heels helplessly.

“The Eyers are no more. It doesn’t matter how you dress, the Ludwigs will not let Ben date you.”

“What does it have anything to do with you?” Jean uttered without looking back.

His voice was too familiar to her.

Farra’s attitude toward Ally had made it clear for her.

It did not bother her that much, although she did not like how it feel either. If she had seen this coming, she would

not have shown up this evening.

Edgar looked at her coldly, “You don’t have to do this to yourself, just because you divorced me.”

Words could not describe how emotionless he sounded.

It felt like someone was clenching Jean’s heart.

“Stop being so full of yourself, the best decision I’ve ever made is to get the divorce.” Jean turned around with an

apathetic look.

At that moment, an idea struck her.

She must date a man a hundred folds better than Edgar Royden!

Someone better than this cold-blooded b@stard, in wealth and in qualification.

Ben?

Jean hesitated for a few seconds.

“What now? You’re just the laughingstock of Yorktown right now, everyone just knows you as Edgar’s ex-wife.”

Edgar took a step forward and closed into her, “If I were you, I wouldn’t do something so stupid.”

He stared at her voluptuous, red lips as emotions flooded his eyes.

“Hoho, stay away from me, you don’t want to give the wrong signals,” Jean smiled indifferently and looked away,

“Don’t worry, I’ll make you pay for everything.”

In her eyes, Edgar was warning her to stay away from the circle in Yorktown as a ‘kind’ gesture.

But she would die before letting that happen.

She wanted Edgar Royden to be forever known as Jean’s ex-husband.

Their interaction had caught the eyes of the guests at the banquet and talks about them quickly spread in the

dining hall.

Gigi grabbed her dress and stormed out of the hall only to see the pair standing outside.

She became so angry that she started gritting her teeth furiously.

“Mrs. Ludwig, how could you let someone like her step into your house? That’s such an insult to your name.”

Farra threw her gaze out the window unmovingly.

She did not seem to think it was something that should worry her, as long as Jean was not pestering her son.

But the next second, she saw Ben dashing out of the hall with an umbrella…

Farra jumped to her feet and clasped the window frame fiercely with her hand, “What a b!tch!”

Jean did not expect Ben to run after her, and she looked at the villa hesitantly.

“Get in my car.”

Ben put the umbrella in her hand, “If it wasn’t for my persistence, you wouldn’t have been attacked tonight, it’s all

my fault.” Everything about his expression told Jean that he was apologetic.

There was nobody else who loved her as much as he did.

And he was resentful to imagine the spot that he had put her in.

Jean wanted to reassure him that she was fine, but she noticed Edgar standing there like a third wheel and grabbed

the umbrella from Ben’s hand. “Let’s go.”

They left Edgar behind while he stared at Jean getting into Ben’s car.

There was a condescending smirk on his apathetic face.

At this point, Gigi had arrived at the scene and said in her high-pitched voice, “The banquet hasn’t finished, what

are you doing here? Come on in!”

Edgar glanced at his wrist as she tried to tug on it, then shook her off lightly.

“Edgar?” Gigi frowned.

“There’s something I need to take care of at work.” He had said what he needed to say with Mr. Edwards, and his

top priority right now was to look into the banned goods.

Gigi gaped her eyes at him.

“But… Are you going to leave me here alone?”

“I’ll tell the driver to pick you up.” He noticed earlier that Gigi was having a good time and enjoyed being fawned

over.

He then pushed Gigi’s hand away.

A few minutes later, Gigi managed to calm herself and returned to the banquet with an awkward smile.

They came in a pair, but she was now alone.

Gigi became uneasy as her imagination started running wild in her mind.

What if Edgar went to chase after Jean?

She pondered for a moment, then walked up to Farra and pulled her to a quiet part of the hall. “Mrs. Ludwig, I

suppose you’ve also seen it with your eyes. Young Master Ben is all over Jean right now, if you don’t do anything

right now, I’m afraid that he will never listen to you anymore.”

“What are you trying to say?” Farra was upset to hear that – nobody would take such comments lightly, let alone

from a stranger.

“I wish to work with you and make Jean Eyer disappear from Yorktown!”