Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 138 Robert's secretary informed him that an unfamiliar woman had called his office, insisting she had something urgent to discuss regarding Edward.

Knowing Edward was Robert's son, the secretary promptly relayed the message. "Mr. Moore?"

"Send me the number," Robert instructed.

"Yes, sir."

After receiving it, Robert picked up the landline in his study and dialed the number.

The call connected almost immediately, and a woman's voice came through. "Hello?"

"This is Robert Moore. How can I help you?" Robert asked, his tone measured and calm.

He was a public figure, not a criminal, and there were plenty of times when he had to handle life's ordinary matters like anyone else. He had neither the time nor the patience for unnecessary theatrics.

Hearing his voice, Amelia quickly retreated to the guest bedroom and locked the door behind her. "Hello, this is Amelia Burnett," she said, her voice trembling slightly.

Robert immediately recognized the name.

"I've heard of you," he replied.

confidence she had painstakingly gathered before making

it?" Robert asked, his voice carrying

Smith. She used to date my husband, but now, she's involved with your son. Normally, this wouldn't matter as we've all moved on

immense influence in the industry while I'm just an ordinary person with no power to fight back. I can't get through to Edward or Janice, so I had

sounded like a wronged wife seeking help. But beneath her carefully chosen words, she was subtly placing Janice

believed she was being

followed was unnerving. The outburst

tone

knowledge, the chairman of Refined Threads Co. is not a married man. So, tell me who

completely disregarded Amelia's

the point, Mr. Moore. The real issue is that Janice's behavior is

unfazed, his voice calm but loaded with implications. "I understand. But Ms. Burnett, reaching out to me about this

he ended the

stood there for a moment, stunned. What did he mean

had issued her a warning, his tone during

had always believed someone of Robert's position would never

She was eager

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