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 an awkward smile.

see more excellent works. Broaden your view.” Edward continued, “A week after the Fall Tournament ends, there will be a crochet exhibit. Come with

but Janice didn't mind. She

out of

with dozens of unread WhatsApp messages. Simon had sent seven or eight, while Sarah had

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

recorded her screen, saving both the voice messages and the text insults as evidence. Simon's messages were different this time. Instead of angry outbursts, they carried a tone that unsettled Janice-he even apologized. Simon Fitzgerald,

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

cool off.

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anger? Was that what he thought

the bathroom for a long soak, letting the warm water

exhaustion.

of time so easily-especially not

scratch

her pain feel sharper, Who would willingly see their hard work go to waste or let someone else reap

always driven her forward. The

her bath, she finally lay

wink all night, torn between anger and anxiety. He was furious that Janice had joined Prosper Stitch Group, but what worried him more was the possibility

still hadn't been able to recruit skilled double-sided crochet seamstresses. The ones they had hired were inexperienced and, without

no one qualified to train them, these new hires were essentially being paid to do nothing, leaving

the seamstress department,

“Apparently, she's joined the Prosper

"Seems like it.”

room fell silent. One of the younger seamstresses suddenly spoke up, "Then, I'm done here. If Ms. Smith has gone to

the seamstresses in the department had been personally trained by Janice, and their skills, especially in creating custom designs, were top-notch. If they

Prosper

young seamstress voiced her intent, the others began to entertain similar thoughts. Just then, their s supervisor walked in. "What's

mumbled, reluctantly picking up their crochet

They couldn't afford to slack off too much– they were still getting paid, after all—but the energy

had always admired Janice's mastery of double-sided crochet and had strived to earn her praise. Now that her role model

"Ms. Lambert?"

Yvonne with