Chapter 97 Can I Have It All?
If she meant it that way, Farra Emilio would mean it too. However, as she was Mdm. Ludwig, she had to pretend as though she didn’t. “Although I don’t approve of what is going on between the two of them, I wouldn’t do anything that would ruin my image. You’ve looked for the wrong person.”
Gigi’s face immediately paled, and she quickly rephrased her thoughts, “Someone should teach her a listen or would you rather see her cheat? If she keeps hanging onto young Ben, when will you get grandchildren? Not to say the least, their relationship is so unclear, I don’t think the Sans family would wait around for much longer.”
Farra’s eyebrows shot up, “This isn’t the place to talk about it, come with me.”
Gigi grinned in glee.
Jean Eyer, let me show you what you get for stealing my man.
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Ben sent Jean home, and her neighbours were fighting right in front of her living quarters. The safety in this area wasn’t good, and there were many fights. Ben turned the wheel.
“How about…”
“It’s okay. Thanks for the ride.” Jean gave him a smile and walked into her neighbourhood. She didn’t want to be with him any longer, as she was afraid she would erupt in anger. The way others talked about her behind her back and slandered her had nothing to do with him.
‘Bang’
She closed her door and started at the quiet room with pursed lips. She wasn’t upset, just a little irritated. Thinking about it, if it weren’t for the difficulties in her life, she wouldn’t have accepted Ben.
Jean took a look at the time and took her phone out to browse the news while waiting for the show to start. After fifteen minutes, there was still no news. Thirty minutes passed when Royden Group released an emergency statement, stating that they had dealt with the inventory in the warehouse and had destroyed them. The glee on Jean’s face was palpable as she read the news.
She knew how Edgar operated. She knew that once the company was in deep waters, he would give up the rook to save the king. Not only that, but he would also do a deep cleanse of the departments in the company. That would surely affect the interests of some people.
Jean got up and walked to the small bedroom. On the wall was a map of Edgar and everyone and everything he was associated with. She walked to the wall and drew a red cross at the pier. Then, she drew a line to a picture of Andy Shaw, the vice president of Royden Group. He had worked with Edgar to rid the people in Royden Group.
Andy Shaw had studied business abroad but had no backing in Yorktown. They had both contributed much to the company, but because Edgar had more power and was bolder, he had more presence. Although Andy had power, he did not have the impact Edgar had.
“This town isn’t big enough for two of us, Edgar. Let the games go on.”
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Edgar’s decision caused much dissatisfaction in Royden Group, as many of these people’s interests had been affected, including some high-level managers.
They came looking for Andy Shaw at his residence. Seeing that Andy was dressed in a bathrobe and holding a glass of red wine, they apologized sheepishly, “We apologize for interrupting you so late at night.”
As they apologized, their eyes swept Andy’s villa. They had heard that he had no partners, but looking at his state now, it wasn’t hard to guess what had just transpired.
“Is this because of Mr Royden’s act?” Andy asked, his eyes narrowed with a calculative gleam, “I can’t do anything to help you, don’t pull me into it.”
“Please, sir. It was you who signed the clearance to bring the package in. We can’t bear this responsibility with Mr. Royden cracking down on us.”
This had all happened because of Andy Shaw.
“I’ve told you that it has nothing to do with me. Leave.” The smile fell from Andy’s face as his tone dropped several degrees. He flung his hand toward the door, and the glass in his hand crashed to the floor with an ear-splitting crash. Gigi, who had been washing up, jumped with fright at this scene.
“What’s wrong?”
Andy turned around and stared at her fiercely. He rushed over and forced her into an embrace. He pushed off her bathrobe and laid kisses on her.
“Stop…”
Gigi tried to protect herself, but Andy was like a crazed man not caring one bit about her.
After the moment of heatedness.
“Why did you do that? I just wanted to accompany you, but look at what you’ve done! What if Edgar sees it?”
Andy lit a cigarette, his eyes cold and taunting, “Do you think he will touch you? Also, that child in your belly is mine, I can do whatever I want to you. Do you understand?”
Andy’s demeanour scared Gigi, and she frowned deeply. Andy finished his cigarette, grabbed onto Gigi’s chin, and forcefully kissed her.
“Remember this, you will come to me whenever I call for you. Otherwise, I will tell Edgar that the baby in your belly is not his. Get out.”
Gigi’s hands shook with rage, and she quickly picked up her clothes from the floor and left.
Andy took the memory card from the camera in the room and placed it in the drawer, “Edgar, one day, all you own will be mine.”
Your woman, company, and fortune.
Andy took his phone out and dialed a number, “Someone has realized something is going on in the company, stop all transactions and make sure that little bugger doesn’t notice anything.”
“Understood, Mr. Shaw.”
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Jean was the envy of everyone as she entered the company. She was able to join MON & Co. after placing first in the design competition, and she didn’t even have to go through the finals. Some even came up to her to curry her favor.
“Jean, I heard that the company has given you an office, I’m so jealous.”
MON & Co. was different to the small companies in the same industry. It had influence and a strong background. They were able to provide all their designers with their personal office, and this was also a way to protect their designs.
Jean gave a calm noise of affirmation. She had received a call telling her this last night, so she wasn’t shocked by the news. Although her reaction made the others think of her as pretentious except for the two figures that were rushing over.
“Jean!” Sally Lance called. Behind her was Kellan Lincoln, who gave her a wave as well.
Jean pressed the open door button on the elevator to wait for them.
“Good morning, I made you these.” Sally knew that Jean would always go to the refreshment area to get breakfast, so she had made breakfast for her instead.
“I made these biscuits myself, this is green tea, and this is strawberry.”
Jean’s eyes brightened with joy; she had been debating about what to eat since she came! She had become sick of the snacks in the refreshment area.
She looked at Sally and, not hiding her thoughts, asked, “Can I have it all?”
