Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 139 Overnight, the crochet industry in Greenfield City was thrown into disarray.

Prosper Stitch Group had invested heavily to dominate the raw materials supply. The first to feel the repercussions was Refined Threads Co.

With the year-end rush underway, securing raw materials was more crucial than ever. But now, their supply had been completely cut off.

It was a devastating blow.

Simon learned of the crisis through Melody & Loops Creations.

Without wasting a moment, he called Edward directly. "Mr. Moore, what's going on here?"

Edward's voice was cold, laced with venom. "Why don't you ask your so-called wife—Ms. Burnett? She had the nerve to involve my father in her personal grudge and slander my girlfriend to him. As Ms. Burnett's husband, it's only natural that you suffer the consequences of her actions."

The line went silent.

At that moment, Simon understood exactly what had happened. It turned out that Amelia had gone straight to Edward's father.

Struggling to keep his anger in check, Simon quickly called her. "Where are you right now?"

around, Amelia softened her voice, pretending to

"Stay there. I'm coming."

of excitement filled Amelia's chest. It

had seen a news report. Tonight, the crochet industry was in turmoil, and Prosper Stitch Group

Turmoil?

Edward already making

Simon had realized her worth over Janice and was finally coming for

heart swelled

to a

the snowy night sky, he watched as Amelia stepped out, her

mix of grievance and cautious

"Simon," she called out.

turned to bid Arthur farewell, Simon lunged forward, yanking her toward

through

the hair and struck her twice across

her eyes, and a stream of blood trickled from her nose. Her legs gave out beneath her, and she collapsed to the ground, too dazed to

Fitzgerald, what

snapped, silencing