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.

Since Refined Threads Co.

glance before walking toward Prosper Stitch Group's designated seating area, with Janice

Fitzgerald, you might want to spend less time mingling with seamstresses. It seems you've picked up some unsavory

polite smile. “Best of luck to Refined Threads in the

classic example of delivering a slap before offering a sugar-coated

barely contained. How dare a secretary speak

else would Prosper Stitch Group's people openly antagonize him? He

Threads' progress and surpass Prosper Stitch Group as quickly as

tone calm and measured, "Do you

herself, leaving nothing to chance. She

international competition. For the company, for Refined Threads, and for Janice, the

are you?”

host began the opening speech, Janice's fair, elegant face showed no trace of