Chapter 237 Not an Easy Target for Bullies
“I seduced him?” She bit her teeth as tears welled up in her eyes. The people who were accusing her were all from the Reece family, and they were here to take a stand for Gigi. To them, Jean was a shameless b*tch.
However, no one made any comment when Gigi wore a beautiful dress to Gary’s funeral, and hugged Edgar throughout the ceremony. Back then, Edgar had just divorced Jean.
Just because my family declared bankruptcy, I have to suffer these accusations? It’s not my fault, yet they are blaming me for it!
Jean felt so hurt that she could barely feel anything. “No wonder Gigi got pregnant out of wedlock. It’s because she was brought up by you,” she retaliated with a smirk.
“You!” Just as Sam was about to reply, Edgar walked over to them and blocked Jean behind him. With a cold, fierce look in his eyes, he said, “Direct all your anger on me instead.”
After bringing her out from the company, he was already mentally prepared for what was about to come. Sam widened his eyes. “Do you have to add salt to the wound by defending her? You’d better think twice – my daughter is pregnant with your child.”
“I have already spoken to Gigi about this. You can ask her yourself.”
With that, he turned around and pulled Jean along as he walked away. His actions had already made it very clear that he was giving Jean full support this time. Unfortunately, …
“Please let go, Mr. Royden.” “What?” He turned around and looked at her intently with a frown on his face.
She met his gaze calmly. “I don’t need you to defend me, and I don’t want to be associated with you and Gigi. I’ll hand over the management tasks to Mr. Rocher’s company. I hope we won’t see each other again.”
The temperature around them dropped several degrees. “Jean, I’ll ignore everything you have just said. Follow me.”
“Where to?” She suddenly smiled tragically as she recalled her miserable life. She wanted to take revenge, yet everyone thought she was seducing him.
So what if he changes his mind and decides to support me at the cost of his own reputation?
With tears in her eyes, she smiled and spoke softly with an air of loneliness. “Edgar, I don’t want to see your face ever again.”
Jean opened the door on her own and walked down the stairs without any hesitation even though it was cold and snowing outside. No matter how intense Edgar’s gaze was, she ignored him. No matter how cold or how dark it is outside, I will never go back to him.
However, not long after she took a few steps, someone called her from behind.
“Jean!” She turned around and saw Jensen, who was walking toward her hurriedly. “A-Are you okay?”
Her head drooped immediately. After all, she knew how much of a mess she looked at this moment, with tears rolling in her eyes.
“I’m fine,” she mumbled thickly. When he heard that, he immediately frowned and looked in the direction of the restaurant before wrapping his arm around her shoulder. “Let’s go. I’ll send you back.”
She took a deep breath shakily. Though she wanted to reject his offer, she had nowhere else to go, and his car was just nearby.
“Thanks.”
After Jean entered the car, Edgar came out from the front door. She turned her face around, not wanting to be seen by him.
Jensen knew her thoughts, so he quickly drove away. Throughout the journey, they remained silent. The only thing he asked for was her address. After that, he didn’t ask any other questions.
Even when he reached her place, there was no surprise or pity from him. His chivalrous behavior showed full respect to Jean.
“I’ll just drop you here, then. By the way, my dad asked me to pass these to you.” With that, he took two suitcases from the trunk of his car. “I have no clue what’s inside.”
“Er…” she said hesitantly.
“Just accept it. If I bring it back to him, he will bring these to you personally.” On top of that, he added sincerely, “When you were having a hard time back then, he was very regretful that he wasn’t there to help you out.”
She nodded slowly. “Alright, then.” She wanted to thank Zenith on her late father’s behalf.
After entering her room, she shut the door and switched on the light. Looking at the empty room, she heaved a long sigh before going to the washroom to wash her face. Then, she finally looked at the suitcases.
Jensen told her that the password was her birthday. Jean placed the suitcases flat on the ground and entered the password.
With a crack, the lock clicked open, and four piles of paper were located in them. They were the past information from Eyer Group until a month before her father passed.
On top of the papers lay a handwritten letter from Zenith.
“Jean, I’m sorry about everything. After much consideration, I decided to keep these with me, and I hope that it will help you one day. You still have a long way to go, but if you could let go of your vengeance and move on, I’ll be happy for you. However, if you are unable to do that, just come to me whenever you need any help.”
As soon as she read that, the hope that she had given up slowly revived.
From Zenith’s letter, she was sure that there was a hidden reason behind Eyer Group’s bankruptcy; it also matched what Bryce and Andy had told her, though she had never met the former in person.
She could not sleep a wink that night.
As soon as daybreak arrived, someone knocked on her door – it was none other than Gigi.
Heavily pregnant, she slammed her hands on the door while yelling, “Jean, if you have the guts to seduce my husband, stop being a coward and answer the door!”
Jean frowned and got up from bed. I’ve never seen a pregnant woman as energetic as her. Instead of taking a good rest, she keeps trying to find faults with me.
The apartment she was living in was rather old, so the walls weren’t soundproof.
In no time, her neighbors opened the door. “What are you doing so early in the morning? We will call the police if you continue that!”
As soon as they saw Gigi’s branded outfit, and the few bodyguards behind her, they quickly shifted the blame onto Jean.
“That young lady lives alone. I bet she’s done something shameless! Otherwise, why would there be a pregnant lady making a scene at her door?”
“Yeah, I bet it’s her…”
Unable to stand it anymore, Jean opened the door and frowned at her gossipy neighbors.
“She clearly did something wrong, yet she’s still so indignant about it! Young people nowadays…”
Jean could not be bothered with them. Instead, she looked at Gigi. “Disappear right now or I’ll call the police.”
“How dare you!”
Gigi glared at her ferociously and shrieked loudly, “Yesterday you humiliated my father in public. I’m going to get even with you! How dare you call the police! Oh, I almost forgot – you dumped Ben, and hooked up with Jensen shortly after. Tsk! Simply because of your pretty face, you–”
Jean shut the door in her face and called the police.
As soon as Gigi walked out of the stairwell, a policeman blocked her way.
“Ms. Reece, it’s been reported that you are harassing the residents here, and you even threatened to follow her. Please leave with us.”
