Chapter 151

"She's gone?"

Simon, who was at Fitzgerald Residence, frowned as he listened to the hospital

staff on the phone.

Amelia had vanished.

She was penniless and seriously ill. Where could she possibly go?

Did she run away?

That wouldn't do.

She still owed him money-a lot of money.

Without wasting a second, Simon ordered his men to track her down.

As the year-end approached, he was running out of options. Funds were drying up, and he didn't dare show his face at the company anymore.

The seamstresses were collectively demanding their salaries, and on top of that, he still had to repay Janice's loan. Where the hell was he supposed to find that kind of money?

panicked voice echoed from downstairs before she stormed into his room. "Those

gate! Let them wait all they want. It's freezing out there. I highly doubt that they can stand outside

called Janice yet?" Helena urged, "Just say a few

thought

torn between frustration

"Hello?"

Fitzgerald, we

"Speak."

is a piece from the Prosper Stitch

Janice?

It was Janice?

so slightly. For years, he had

"Alright. I understand."

up, he stood there in complete

had promised? If she were to get placed in the upcoming global

been this talented

she had always been this capable, things wouldn't have turned out so

for her help now? But then again, they had been together for seven years. Edward could hardly beat their history together. That thought gave him a

Simon grabbed his phone. He walked to his bedroom window and looked outside. The seamstresses were still at the gates, demanding their

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