Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 23 Chapter 23

Janice frowned and, disregarding the boundaries of hierarchy, gently nudged Edward's arm.

This wasn't the place to argue with someone like Simon-a man who thrived on pettiness and spite. And she was right. Engaging with Simon would only make her seem undignified.

However, Edward had no need to lift a finger when he had Harrison, who had already read Edward's expression, took a step back and fixed his gaze on Simon.

In a deliberate, measured tone, he said, “Mr. Fitzgerald, is this how you were raised? To gossip like some street-corner busybody, slinging insults?"

Simon's face turned a livid shade of red. Reputation meant everything to him, and Harrison's voice wasn't exactly quiet. Those nearby quickly pieced together what had likely happened-Simon had insulted Janice, but no one sympathized with Simon.

Everyone in the industry had heard about the flasco, which was their wedding. Even a blind person could see how much Janice had suffered. The public spat they had on the street had also been caught on camera.

Only a fool would stay loyal to such a boss.

the bystanders dared to get involved. Since Refined Threads Co. was still a

Harrison a glance before walking toward Prosper Stitch

Harrison adjusted his glasses and added another comment for good measure, "Mr. Fitzgerald,

then offered a polite smile. “Best of luck to Refined

a slap before offering a sugar-coated olive

contained. How dare a secretary

Prosper Stitch Group's people openly antagonize him? He

Refined Threads' progress and

Edward asked, his tone calm and measured, "Do you

the type to know her enemies and herself, leaving nothing to chance. She had studied every competitor's work extensively, analyzing and

Group had never had a double-sided crochet piece make it to the international competition. For the company, for Refined Threads, and for Janice,

are you?”

elegant face showed no trace of