Chapter 6 Simon was surprised that Janice had the guts to take that tone with him. He pulled her to the living room on the second floor.

"Let me go!"

Janice shook his hand off. The tears in her eyes dripped onto her shirt.

"What kind of attitude are you taking with me?"

Simon's misogyny took over him. "Don't you know that I've been helping you throughout today?"

He grabbed her wrist and ignored her struggles. Whether his grip hurt her or not was also not part of his

concerns.

Janice suddenly fell silent.

After a moment, she asked hoarsely, "Were you helping me?"

What had he done for her? Was it when he made a mess so she had to come home to endless chores? Or was it when Simon said he wanted home-cooked food and forced her to cook and bring him food?

"Haven't I paid for half of your house? If I hadn't given the go-ahead, would you hold 25% of Refined Threads Co.'s shares? Countless investors are looking to invest here, but I turned them all down. Janice, how could you be so ungrateful?"

He was shameless. Janice's wrist throbbed. "Simon, let me go."

"What can you do if I don't?" Simon's eyes were rimmed red as he continued, "Janice, you better be careful with that attitude of yours around me. I don't care how you treat Mom or Sarah, but you have to remember where you stand with me.

"Throw out all that rubbish of yours. Keep your emotions in line. Don't let them affect your work."

He flung Janice's hand away like she was a rag doll.

Rubbish... Janice was enraged by his high-and-mighty attitude. She spat, "This 'rubbish' kept Refined Textiles Co. running. Simon, how dare you look down on them?"

Simon paused. "What did you say?"

Janice realized what she had said. She pursed her lips and remained silent.

Simon mocked, "Janice, you've dreamed so much your brain has rotted. Your crochet designs are not bad, I'll admit that.

Were you given some kind of

making such beginner's mistakes. In which universe do you think you'll ever get your

up at him and asked, "If I make a name

dictionary, the word 'apology' was probably on the last page. Even if he did apologize, it was

Simon would never own up to it, even if he did make a mistake. Simon lifted Janice's chin. He said slowly, "You'll never make a name for yourself. All the talented seamstresses have

was avoiding her question while sneaking in an

had shattered into a million pieces. "Why do you never encourage me? All you do is insult and put me down. If you think I'm so horrible, why don't you break

are you so childish? Praise will only inflate your ego. I'm encouraging you

that. She closed her eyes and grasped at the torn

been observing them. She asked, "Simon,

away with her

"Don't give her the time of day. She'll be

dared to test how much Simon liked her. She needed to be

Janice went into her office, where she did her

will. Her effort went unappreciated and was thrown

tears splattered onto the floor instead, audible in the stifling silence of the

and Amelia's behavior hadn't caused her too much grief. What hurt her

everyone courteously. No one could find fault

of her better pieces of crocheting to a competition to make a name for Refined Threads Co. Her work

know how you perform on average. More effort needs to

never cared about material riches. Their relationship was

aside and leaned on the glass window of her office.

eventually drifted off to sleep. It had been an exhausting

from her slumber by her phone ringing. It was Simon. He had called

up and washed her face. Then, she turned on the lights to continue putting her work back together. Their collaboration with Prosper Stitch Group could not be delayed. Janice didn't have enough time to do a new piece of work. She could only

calls,

day onward, Janice remained in the branch office while Simon stayed in the main office. They were in opposite directions. They wouldn't run into each

dawn broke, Janice massaged her

"Ms. Smith?"

the office and await Janice's arrival. Seeing Janice there came

"Make a cup of coffee for

"Alright."

to start the day. In

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