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?

downstairs before she stormed into his

they want. It's freezing out there. I highly

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

the mere thought of pleading

torn between frustration and hesitation, his

"Hello?"

Fitzgerald, we

"Speak."

this year's Winter Tournament is a piece from the Prosper Stitch Group. And from what we've

Janice?

It was Janice?

technique? Simon gripped his phone tightly, his fingers trembling ever so slightly. For years, he had never seen her produce such an excellent piece.

"Alright. I understand."

up, he stood there in complete

fame just as she had promised? If she were to get placed in the upcoming global competition, wouldn't her reputation skyrocket? The more he thought about it the more jealousy gnawed at his

hadn't she been this

been this capable, things wouldn't have turned out so badly

backed down and asked for her help now? But then again, they had been together for seven years. Edward could hardly beat their history together. That thought

his phone. He walked to his bedroom

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