Chapter 309

Chapter 309 Real Culprit

“Ms. Reece, please answer our questions. Why hasn’t there been any word of a wedding from Mr. Royden even though you’ve given birth? Could it be because there are still some suspicions regarding the child’s ancestry?”

“The former vice president of Royden Group, Andy Shaw, is currently under investigation for corruption. Did you collude with him? There have been some rumors saying that you were his mistress. The both of you frequented many clubs and hotels together!” Gigi was white with anger.

She was consumed by anger and hatred. No one could possibly know about this. Andy had spread the rumors himself to deflect the attention from himself and drag her down with him.

If this continues, her life and everything she had worked for would be ruined. Gigi took a deep breath and spat out, “Do you have proof? You’re badgering a single mother with nothing but baseless rumors! This is harassment! Don’t you feel ashamed?!”

The reporters exchanged glances. “Ms. Reece, we are doing this to shed light on the truth. The people want to know. Besides, the hospital personnel is witness to your ill treatment of your child.”

They took out some photos to show her. They had come prepared to force Gigi to admit to the truth. From what they know of her, she tends to slip up if they push further. However, it looks like she had come prepared too. She had not slipped up yet.

She was only slightly flustered when the reporters showed her the photos.

She regained her composure and said confidently, “You want proof? I’ll show you proof!”

She took out her phone and showed them a video.

It was a video of Jean strangling her child before her nanny rushed over.

This meant that the person who was abusing the child and threatening to kill the child was Jean, not her.

The reporters were stunned at the new revelation.

“Wasn’t that Edgar’s ex-wife?”

“What a cruel woman! It’s just a baby! Thank goodness for the nanny.”

The reporters abruptly changed their opinion of her. They looked at Gigi with sympathy, “Ms. Reece, how is the child now?”

“My son is fine. My lawyer will take care of everything. Please stop bothering me.” She hid her face and was helped into the car.

The door closed, effectively shutting away the outside world.

Winnie was in awe. “That was a good plan. It shut all those reporters up. And Andy wouldn’t do anything about it even if he finds out. All attention will be on Jean.”

Gigi snickered. “Let’s go.”

She was in a great mood. She was able to leave the hospital and got rid of the reporters.

She sent Linda a text, telling her that everything was sorted, and they didn’t need the managerial company to intervene.

Winnie, who was in the front seat, was suspicious. “But why would Jean do this to herself?”

Gigi blinked and waved her concerns away, “Who knows? Maybe she’s finally lost her mind?”

“Could she be planning something else? What if she tells the reporters something else to stab you in the back?” Winnie was always thinking one step ahead.

Besides, no one would put themselves in the line of fire for no reason.

When news of this goes out, neither Edgar nor Andy would let this slide. That on top of the pressure from the media, Jean could forget about ever showing her face around town again.

Gigi settled back into the cushy seats and stretched, “What could she be planning?”

Winnie hesitantly shook her head, “I can’t say. I just don’t think she’s that dumb.”

Gigi snorted, “Maybe the earthquake knocked the sense out of her.”

Jean left the hospital around the same time Gigi did. She went out through the side door and took a taxi to Eyer Residence.

“Ms. Eyer, where have you been? Mr. Royden has been looking everywhere for you. He came asking for you a few times a day.” Brigid asked worriedly.

“Brigid, I think it’s about time you left. If the police ask you anything, just say that you have no idea. Pack up your things and get out of here quick.”

Brigid was stunned.

“Ms. Eyer, what’s going on?”

Jean sat on the couch and stared at the leaves falling outside the window. Her mind was clear.

She suddenly understood why her father wanted her to marry Edgar.

Some things had to be faced head-on.

Even if she hadn’t married him, Edgar would find other ways of exacting his revenge against the Eyers.

Instead of living in fear every day and living in the shadows, she would rather grab the bull by the horns.

This was the only way they could finally understand each other.

And it’ll be easier to anticipate his attacks now that she understood him.

The only thing her father failed to predict was Gigi being an Eyer.

Their lives were so entangled that none of them could extricate themselves from this.

She soon heard the sirens of police cars. Edgar had also arrived.

“What is going on?”

He broke so many speed limits on the way here just so he could arrive before the police did and ask Jean about what had happened.

“It is as you see.” Jean showed him her handcuffed wrists.

“You’re not that kind of person.”

He was anxious, not for the baby, but for her.

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Jean smiled at him, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “I don’t even know that myself.”

How could he say that with such conviction?

The police didn’t give them any time to talk and took Jean away.

Edgar followed in his car to the police station.

When Gigi called him on the phone.

“Edgar, don’t go looking for Jean. You cannot defend her. Think about Royden Group and everything you’ve worked so hard for. Are you really going to toss it all aside for her?”

“Come back, and we’ll talk things through.”

His expression was grim as he watched the police lead Jean inside. His fingers gripped tightly around his phone.

“What do we have to talk about?”

He was as cold as ever.

His patience for Gigi had long since worn out. He knew exactly what the Reeces were after.

“Of course, it’s about our wedding. Edgar, the both of us getting married is the best way for you and your company to restore your reputations.” Gigi added, “Besides, it’s what Jean would have wanted.”

Gigi smiled softly. “Even if you went looking for her, she won’t tell you the truth. You’d have a better chance talking to me. I might even show you the video I showed those reporters.”