Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 25 Chapter 25

This time, Janice exhaled softly. Getting selected was enough. Having just joined Prosper Stitch Group, she needed to secure a striking victory to establish her place in the company.

Simon's betrayal had taught her a lesson. What she truly possessed was all that mattered. Everything else was just an illusion.

The senior managers seated in the back rows stared at the screen with wide eyes. The color combinations, the glimmering surface design, the sheer intricacy of the piece-it was undoubtedly a masterpiece.

Sophie stared at the crochet design in disbelief. Could this really be the work of the newly appointed Janice? It didn't make sense. The quality of this piece was worlds apart from her previous creations,

The stark difference gnawed at Sophie's mind, planting a seed of doubt. Could the company have purchased a crochet design for Janice to submit, all for the sake of preserving their reputation?

Janice murmured to herself, “Getting selected is enough.”

Edward, seated beside her, caught the faint words and spoke with calm conviction. "You should trust yourself. And if all else fails..."

“Trust my judgment,” he added. That quiet confidence, barely veiled, radiated from him like a sharp blade.

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and pressed her lips together. “Thank you for your trust, Mr. Moore.” Edward's personality didn't match his looks at all. His cold exterior belied a depth and

Melody & Loops Creations couldn't take their eyes off

identity of the company behind the

audience had already begun

certain that Refined Threads Co.'s submission would

results were announced, everyone would see that Janice had no real talent. They'd realize she had fooled Prosper Stitch Group with

see Janice for what she truly was: a shallow woman who

then, the world would reject her, and she'd have no choice but

practically tangible. Now, all they had to do was wait

of the displayed crochet pieces. She was shocked that Simon had bought and submitted

He turned slightly and asked, “Are

unspoken emotion. She

his gaze steady, his voice