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.

said, none of the bystanders dared to get involved. Since Refined Threads Co. was

before walking toward Prosper Stitch

added another comment for good measure, "Mr. Fitzgerald, you might want to spend less time mingling with seamstresses. It seems you've

luck to Refined Threads in the Fall

classic example of delivering a slap before offering

contained. How dare

have been badmouthing him behind the scenes. Why else would Prosper

Simon sat down, vowing to accelerate Refined Threads' progress and surpass Prosper Stitch

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

enemies and herself, leaving nothing to chance. She had studied every competitor's

For the

confident are you?”

began the opening speech, Janice's fair, elegant face showed no trace of tension-only a