Bride to Be, Not Me

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Chapter 51

“Oh right,” Janke muttered, quickly switching to her secondary WhatsApp account.

The moment she opened it, a flood of notifications poured in. There were hundreds of intrad messages.

She scrolled to the first chat and read the MESSAGE.

“Ms. Smith, we have a textile artifact from the Luminus Era that might need your expertise. If you're wallable, could we discuss it in decall?

without hesitation, Janke replied, "Sorry, I don't have time at the moment.”

She deleted the chat immediately and continued scrolling until she found Simon's messages. As she read through the string of texts, her brows furrowed She instantly felt the

She would never let Simon Lake her work and parade it around as if it were his own accomplishment bat before she could type a reply, a hand pressed down on her phone. Startled, Janice looked up to see Edward watching her. His gar was steady and unyielding

a collitesity-reminded her of silk threads being engulfed in flames, beautiful but burning away

turn down free money?

before sliding the phone

small in his large hands compared to hers. He quickly began typing, Cerious, Janice leaned forward, trying to catch

to the empty

leaning in

Edward had ryped a single, concise

milion?” Janice blurted, her voice bursting with

crochet designs in the art world, no place had

astonishingly high, bat Edward had named six million

sidelong glance. "What's the

head vigorously.

smirked "Figured

figure that

so many years and never even bought you a proper set of jewelry.