Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 151

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?

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

Let them wait all they want. It's freezing out there. I

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

at the mere thought

as he was torn between frustration and hesitation, his

"Hello?"

Fitzgerald, we

"Speak."

the Prosper Stitch Group. And from what we've gathered, the crotchet was personally

Janice?

It was Janice?

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

"Alright. I understand."

stood there in complete

placed in the upcoming global competition, wouldn't her reputation skyrocket? The more he thought about it the more jealousy gnawed at

been this talented

capable, things wouldn't

she even agree if he 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.

confidence, Simon grabbed his phone. He walked to his bedroom window and looked outside. The seamstresses were

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