Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 20 Chapter 20

At the restaurant, Janice treated this dinner as a gesture of appreciation from Edward, a rare acknowledgment of her efforts.

The beginning of the meal went smoothly, with little conversation between the two. It wasn't until the end that Edward finally spoke.

"I have a task for you."

Janice immediately put down her utensil, giving him her full attention.

“The overseas branch of Prosper Stitch Group is up and running. Its order volume is significantly higher than that of our domestic operations. There are plenty of Aurian seamstresses and artisans there, but we're still short of talent.

"I need you to recruit skilled seamstresses willing to work abroad. How many do you think you can find?"

Janice had been in this industry long enough to know more resources and seamstresses than even the Moore siblings, who specialized In business strategy and rarely dealt with the grassroots connections she had cultivated.

Instead of answering directly, Janice asked, "How many do you need?"

She didn't promise how many seamstresses she could recruit. Instead, she simply asked for the target result. This response brought a rare, noticeable smile to Edward's otherwise stoic face.

What was his background?

Edward Moore was a man of exceptional ability from one of the most influential political families in the country.

“Just do your best,” he replied, leaving her room to maneuver without imposing rigid demands. Their understanding was seamless.

"When do you need them?"

"Before the Winter Tournament."

Next week marks the start of the Fall Tournament, and just three months after that, the Winter Tournament will be here. Time was Light

"Noted on that."

After dinner, Edward offered, "Get in the car. I'll drop you off."

Janice hadn't driven herself, so she accepted without hesitation. In the car, Janice didn't expect Edward to initiate a conversation unrelated to work

"Your perspective-does it revolve entirely around crochet?"

question caught her off guard. After a moment's thought, she offered

take the opportunity to see more excellent works. Broaden your view.” Edward continued, “A week after the Fall Tournament ends, there will be a

work-related directive, but Janice didn't mind. She enjoyed attending

the high-end villa district, Janice stepped out of the car and watched as Edward's vehicle

while Sarah had sent dozens At first, Sarah's messages were voice notes, but later, likely fearing

younger brother into the tirades. Sarah's curses were vicious, and she wished the Smith family utter ruin, accusing Janice of betrayal

evidence. Simon's messages were different this time. Instead of

I know a lot has happened between us recently. I understand why you went to Prosper Stitch Group in a fit of anger. But life

cool off. I'll come find

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fit of anger? Was that what he thought this was? Whose life was going

mixed feelings, she entered the bathroom for a long soak, letting the warm water wash

exhaustion.

of time so easily-especially

scratch

them to survive those years. That knowledge made her pain feel sharper, Who would willingly see their hard work go to waste or let someone else reap the

her forward. The gentler, more subdued version of herself had been forged for Simon's

finally lay

furious that Janice had joined Prosper Stitch Group, but what worried him more was the possibility that

to his frustration, Alex reported that they still hadn't been able to recruit skilled double-sided crochet seamstresses. The ones they had hired were inexperienced

train them, these new hires were essentially being paid to do nothing, leaving Refined Threads

the seamstress department, the

she's joined the Prosper Stitch Group.” "Really?

"Seems like it.”

suddenly spoke up, "Then, I'm done here. If

designs, were top-notch. If they decided to apply at Prosper Stitch Group, they would undoubtedly secure positions in

came to the average skill level of the seamstresses, those at Prosper Stitch Group weren't necessarily better than the ones currently at Refined Threads

moment the young seamstress voiced her intent, the others began to entertain similar thoughts. Just then,

picking up

even the supervisors lacked motivation. They couldn't afford to slack off too much–

crochet and had strived to earn her praise. Now

"Ms. Lambert?"

Yvonne with a