Chapter 49 Chapter 49

Janice had no choice but in shut up.

Maybe it was the smooth flight or the fact that she'd been drinking the night before and had rushed to catch the plane in the middle of the night, but somehow, she fell asleep with her head resting against Edward's shoulder.

Edward glanced down at their still-intertwined hands as her breathing slowed and grew steady. He lifted his index finger and lightly tapped the back of her hand.

Just then, Janke stirred faintly as if her sleep was restless. She shifted closer, nuzzing against his shoulder.

Edward acted swifthr. He lifted her arm while careful not to wake her and quietly removed the armrest separating their sears.

Janice was levning entirely against him in an instant, her head nestled in his chest. Edward now practically held her in his arms, fast asleep

But Edward couldn't bring himself to rest

His gaze fell to her hands, which had spent years working with needles. Both palms bore obvious calluses, but what struck him more was that they marked both her left and right hands.

Could Janice embroider with both hands?

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A talent like hers was a treasure, and yet Simon had treated her the way he did.

Edward Dumed his head slightly, his eyes landing on Harrison. When he spoke, his voice carried its usual edge of quiet menace.

"Godismantle those two chairs."

didn't hesitate. He immediately left with a few others to

temperament too well

the Moore family name, Edward's

Edward controlled investments across half the country's

compared to that?

moment, Janice, fast asleep, had no idea that on the way to Gallandia, Edward was reclining comfortably with a beauty resting peacefully in his arms while some other passengers were left grumbling and

Janice had managed to get a few hours of sleep on

soon as she checked into her room, she went straight to the

exhibition was scheduled to start at

and their trip to the venue was timed

stopped by a Gallandian local who struck up a friendly conversation with

stepped aside to

shoulder, huh? Looks Like you're not as special as you thought," Simon sneered as he

was dressed to the nines in an overly flashy outfit that seemed to beg

Janice replied, "Still better than being stuck with someone who might drop

"Janice, you-

Fitzgerald's best interests,”

After all, Mr. Fitzgerald's personal account is frozen, isn't it? Doesn't seem

to predict his every move. By now, she could

blinked back tears and whined, “Janice, how

you say it yourself that you're a dying person? Janke replied calmly, her tone

to a sharp whisper, “Janice, don't get too comfortable.

want Proper stitch Group to win an award and make it

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