Edgar’s Relentless Pursue for The Love of His Life

Chapter 77 An Old Friend Jean was peeling an apple for Monica in the hospital. "You don't have to act so well. Those paparazzi always put two and two together and make five." Jean looked at Monica apologetically.

Monica was lying on the hospital bed with a cigarette in her hand. She had a gauze on her forehead. "If I don't do it seriously, the Jackson family will not believe in me. They won't put the blame on Sam too." Monica was still in pain.

Monica raised her head and look at Jean, "I'm not doing it for free. Don't forget that you promised me that you'll win the first prize in MON & Co.'s next season's design competition." "Otherwise..."

"I'll do anything for you." Jean still felt very guilty. Before attending the fashion week runway shows, Jean took the initiative to talk to Monica about her plans.

She confessed that Edgar was the one who arranged for her to work in MON & Co., but she still didn't know his purpose in doing so. If Monica was willing to help her, Jean would be more than grateful to grant her any request.

When Jean went to meet Monica at Luminance Villa for the first time, Carl was one of the attendees. He always wanted to have s*xual intercourse with Monica.

He had continuously put pressure on Monica and spread fake news about Monica's indiscreet private life.

He tried to force Monica into becoming his secret lover.

Jean's plan was to get Carl into an accident and shift the blame onto Sam.

However, Jean didn't expect that Monica would risk her own life in such an extreme way.

When Jean saw the news on the plane, she was so nervous. If anything happened to Monica, she would blame herself for the rest of her life.

Monica chuckled, "I believe that you will keep your word. You don't have to feel burdened. I had planned to do that for a long time. He deserved to die."

Monica put out the cigarette in her hand.

Although Monica might offend Edgar after helping Jean, she didn't regret her choice as Jean's plan was just what she was thinking.

Compared to earning money, Jean had long wanted to crack down on the Jackson family.

"Recently, I won't be able to go back to MON & Co., so you have to take care of yourself. I think our colleagues will continue to ice you out." Monica said when she lay herself down. "You don't have to come and see me. I'm fine."

Jean watched her close her eyes.

"But, I have nowhere to go. I'm afraid that my arms and legs will be cut off by those loan sharks after I walk out of this door."

Monica slowly opened her eyes, "Has it not been resolved yet?"

Jean lowered her head, peeled an apple, and ate it. "Maybe a lot of people hate me."

On her way to the hospital just now, she was followed by a few people. They only stopped following her after she entered the hospital.

There were security guards, nurses on duty, and surveillance cameras in the hospital. So, it wasn't easy for them to put their hands on Jean.

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Jean smirked and asked, "So, can I sleep here?"

"No, I usually snore at night."

"It's dangerous for me to go out!"

Monica frowned and threw the pillow under her arm at Jean, "This is the last time."

She sounded just like Edgar!

Jean was surprised. She then pulled the folding bed out and lay on it.

The hallway lights shined in through the windows of their ward.

"Why did you study design?" Monica asked.

"When my family hadn't gone bankrupt, I didn't really need to learn any practical skills. So, I just chose the course I like," Jean said as she closed her eyes.

Contents belong Monica was her first friend after being released from prison.

Not only her course, she could also choose the man she liked without considering their family background too.

How proud was I to think that Edgar would never leave me?

Jean was a good-looking person. She had good grades and a wealthy family.

The only thing Jean did not know was that Edgar hated the Eyer family.

Tears rolled down Jean's cheeks.

Monica seemed to say something, but Jean didn't listen.

The next morning, after Jean brushed her teeth and washed her face in the public restroom, she went back to MON & Co. On her way there, her phone kept vibrating.

"Royden Group announced to suspend cooperation with Reece Group."

"Royden Group's new building project temporarily suspended."

"Real estate tycoon Carl got into a car accident with his mistress."

Jean yawned and pursed her lips while briefly swiping through her phone.

"Boring."

I gave all five thousand from Winnie to those paparazzi. Are these old-fashioned topics all they could think of?

Jean could imagine Edgar's expression when he read the news.

He's probably still in a meeting.

Jean pursed her lips, "Show me how much you love Gigi. The Reece family is in a mess now. Will you still marry her?"

Jean couldn't untie the knot in her heart.

She wanted Edgar to live alone forever. Going against the Reece family was just her starting plan.

Everyone was busy gossiping about the breaking news. Besides, Sally had been praising Jean lot in front of her colleagues, so no one messed with Jean when she arrived at the company.

Moreover, everyone gradually discovered that it was indeed Ally who had always been causing trouble for Jean.

"Jean, this way!" Sally waved enthusiastically.

Jean walked over and sat down, "What's everyone gossiping about?"

"Ally has withdrawn from our intern program!" Sally said softly. "Besides, Anna is no longer the lecturer of our intern program. I heard that a handsome guy is going to replace her."

Jean snorted.

She had no interest in any handsome guys then.

"He's here! He's here!"

Someone ran in and shouted, "He's so handsome. My gosh, I'm drooling."

Jean propped her chin up and followed everyone's gaze. How handsome can he be?

Can he be more good-looking than Edgar?

A tall guy pushed the door open and walked in.

He was wearing a plaid shirt and straight jeans. He had healthy tanned skin, and his muscles could be seen when he rolled his shirt up.

He is an attractive beach guy.

Jean frowned. It was not because of his good-looking face.

But because she knew him.

The man walked up to the podium, smiled, and took a quick glance at the audience. He set his eyes m particularly on Jean for a few seconds, then he spoke gently in a nice accent, "Hello everyone, I will be your lecturer starting from today. My surname is Quande, but you can call me Xander."